Rose took that as her cue to just... go
. She whizzed around the shop until she found the bridal dresses. She did her best to maintain human speed so as not to cause any incidents. She began rifling through the racks as she turned back to her family.
"You best go find your dresses before I decide to dress you myself." She didn't mind picking things out if they wanted her to, but she honestly tried to rein it in. She knew some people liked to pick out their own clothes. If they weren't in a good way by the time she was done with Allegra then she'd swoop down. Until then, she'd maintain a level of self control and wait to be asked.
Rose was only five feet and a couple inches so the six foot racks of bridal gowns all but consumed her. She began flinging gowns out into the shop in the general direction of the couch by the dressing room.
She came back out a few minutes later when she reasoned that the pile was most likely higher then her. "Okay," she huffed, as she came out.
She smiled at Allegra and noted that she must've dived in after her. Her pile was a bit lower than Rose's but she was a natural born shopper - that much was obvious. "I love classics but I wasn't sure what kind
of classic we were going for. So," she lifted one dress out of the pile, "This one
is timeless and adds an element of mystery, but the cut and fabric still hugs all your curves."
"Or," she went on without taking a breath as she pulled one from the bottom of the pile, "This
style has just a little more umph. A little more pizazz."
"However," she firmly pulled two separate dresses out of the pile, "This one
and this one
have a more modern edge to them."
As Rose cycled through all the gowns she'd thrown at the little fainting couch, she put them on the wheeling rack outside the dressing room. "What did you find?"