The dress is a perfect representation of her.

Rich satin with no frills, lace, sparkle or show. It has sway and spin, creating the feel of femininity without being childlike or girlish in the design.

The neckline is low but not inappropriate. Enough to wet the appetite of the man who will help her out of it at night's end.

A crimson band sits at her hips, her signature color incorporated effortlessly into the gown.

It's breathtaking in it's simplicity.

With ivory replacing the bold garnet, it is an exact replica of the gown created for her to wear in the past...at a ball...with a pirate.

Emma exhales at her reflection in the mirror, smiling in anticipation. This was the only dress she'd seen in scattered daydreams. This was the exact gown she had in mind when he proposed.

This was her dress.

And she couldn't wait to show it to him.