She had a red dress on that matched the flowers perfectly. The flowers were all different sizes—some small and petite, some tall and wide.

The woman was walking down the street in the city, but she didn't seem to notice that she was covered in flowers. She was just walking along with a smile on her face like she didn't have a care in the world.

I didn't know why she was covered in flowers or where they came from, but I knew she liked it.

The girl who is covered in flowers

There was once a girl who wore red flowers on her skin, and she could not help but wonder if they were making her beautiful. She knew that she was beautiful, but she wondered whether she would be more beautiful if she wore more flowers on her skin. She wanted to be the most beautiful person in the world, because being beautiful is easy and fun when you are not yourself.

She went outside and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were big and green, like emeralds. Her hair was long and black and curly, like a witch's broomstick. Her skin was pale and smooth as milk chocolate pudding, with just a hint of freckles across her nose like tiny stars in the night sky. She thought that she had never been as beautiful as she was now—and then realized that she had just described herself before putting on any flowers at all!

The next day she went outside again with some red roses tucked behind one ear and some pink tulips tucked behind the other ear. They peeked out from under her short black curls like little birds peeking out from under their mother's wing when they're afraid of something scary happening in their world outside of

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her red dress was covered in flowers, and she had a huge smile on her face. She loved how the flowers made her look like a princess. She couldn't wait to show her friends!

She held out her hand, and a rose appeared in it. She held it up to smell it and took a deep breath. The smell reminded her of springtime, but even better than that—it reminded her of herself.

She got up off the bed and walked over to the window. She opened it up, stepped outside, and floated down to the ground below. Her friends were waiting for her there with open arms!

The Girl in the Red Dress

Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved to play dress-up. She loved it so much that she would spend all day getting ready for her big night out with her friends—doing her hair, putting on makeup, and picking out the perfect outfit. She loved to feel like a princess, and when she looked in the mirror after all her hard work had paid off, she could see herself as one: beautiful, confident, and ready to conquer the world.

The girl always wore a red dress when she went out with her friends because red is the color of passion and love. It matched her fiery personality perfectly. When she wore red dresses, people noticed her everywhere she went; they were drawn to her like moths to a flame! They always told each other how stunningly beautiful they thought she was when they saw her in person or on TV at events where celebrities were present so often these days thanks to social media sites like Instagram and Twitter which made it easy for people from all over the world to connect with one another by sharing photos/videos/messages about what they're doing at any given moment in time (whether personally or professionally).

There was just something special about this girl wearing red dresses

There is a woman. She is covered in flowers. She is wearing a red dress. The flowers are red, too.

She is beautiful and she lives alone. Her house looks like an art gallery—it's filled with paintings of her and she has no friends or family except for her dog who has recently died from eating too many flowers that were left on the floor by an admirer who had visited her home earlier that day. That admirer was me, and I'm pretty sure that the dog ate those flowers because he wanted to be with his owner in heaven where he would never have to be away from her again.

The woman loved her dog so much that when she found out he had died she got drunk off wine coolers and ate as many flowers as possible so that she could die alongside him on Earth; then they could spend eternity together in heaven where they would never be separated again by death or distance or even time itself because it doesn't exist there (or maybe it does but only for people who don't have dogs).