Having decided that you'd feel silly in the nightgown, at least ... sillier than in the dress, you reach for the red silk. As your fingers brush along the fabric, you think you hear a faint "Help me!" emanate from it.

Unfortunately, for whomever may be trapped with the fabric, it's too late. For you yourself are in need of rescuing as well, your body feeling strangely hollow as little pin-pricks pass all over your body, skin turning bright scarlet, arms fading away, legs merging, and head receding into your body.

It doesn't take more than a few minutes, and your human body is no more, transformed instead into gold-embroidered red silk, in the shape of a qipao identical to the one already in the closet. As the magic fits you over a hanger to join the other suspended in the closet, another tingle of magic suffuses your form, and somehow you identify it as a spell of preservation, ensuring that the material of your new physical form remains safe from the desecrations of time - you'll remain pretty and perfect ... forever.