Beauty and the Beast

 The dress itself looked like the ballroom dress from "Beauty and the Beast", save it was a forest green, rather than a bright yellow, which was must more flattering to your coloring. (At 24, many of your friends said you bore more than a passing resemblance to Gabrielle Union, though you were a bit bustier and your hair went down to the middle of your back).

 The accompaning undergarments that went with the dress were hanging on different limbs. For some reason, you felt a compulsion to put on the dress. Within a half hour, you're standing before the mirror, twirling around and admiring yourself in the dress, your hair artfully worn up.

  As you admire yourself in the mirror, the forest behind you fades, transforming itself into a majestic ballroom. Music begins to drift down from above. You stand still, listening, before you recognize the orchestral arrangment of this particular song.