Dancing is Marion's life

Marion is a miracle, to my mind. If she does something, she radiate as if some inner fire was within her. She shows poetry and melody while communicating or solving any life situation. When she was dancing, she turned into a soaring bird or something unusual and fantastic. It is really hard to describe a girl who was born in the north where winter is a hostess, but had a warm heart - it is beyond any words and expressions. Her slim figure was flattering on the stage and the audience wanted to see her over and over again. All her friends and I had no any doubt that victory would be hers. Contest is coming and we were looking forward to watch the marvelous pageantry. Meanwhile the designer was working at Marion dress. 'Style' is taken from Greece and means a sharp stick for writing on wax. As far as clothes concerned, style may be classic (strict, business and elegant), sport (comfortable for sports, leisure and doing different jobs) and romantic (with elements of historic, folklore or national clothing). The latter is supposed to be taken from the sphere of fantasy, reminiscences, or searches. Of course, the chosen style should be suitable to a person who is going to wear it. Marion needed a romantic costume for a dance. It was the requirement of the contest. But Marion was a unique girl and she wanted to have signs of winter on her dress. The dressmaker did all his best - Marion' dress was the most wonderful - it had snow crystals and sparkling threads through beneath. And in addition, it had a special glamorous belt on the waist. The dress had long sleeves trimmed with shining threads and tiny ball on the cuffs. I think no one in our region saw such a brilliant contest - we enjoyed every minute of it surely. Marion was inimitable in the proper sense of the word! I am very proud of her - she deserves awards and applauses.