There came a knock at the door. "Oh, that's her!" Helena sipped over to the door, blonde waves bouncing elegantly and floral skirt swaying gently, then opened the door.
Nessa had changed some since ancient days; her hair was cropped boyishly short, and she wore a one-shouldered purple dress with a layered skirt setup; a shorter, more fitted opaque kirt underneath, and a pleated sheer skirt that reached her calves over top. "Hello." she said.
Ooc: This dress