It was a pretty dress -- what little of it there was. Honestly, it would be easier to describe the dress in terms of what it didn’t have. There weren’t any foreleg sleeves, for one, which was quite a shock. It was also completely without a bustle, flaring outwards only very slightly, before dropping down behind her legs. And there were no layered petticoats or train! The skirt stood alone, a few layers of tulle on top of a base of satin. There was some pleating, but no ruffles.