Aria Montgomery Outfits Novels & Stories

She started with hand flailing. Aspen came dressed in her typical work outfit—a pair of black pants and a yellow blouse once she took off the thick winter jacket she still wears around even in April. Simone gets away with a more laid back look now that she works at Raven Digital Arts, but she still makes an effort, even if I suspect it's for Trey's benefit more than a need to dress up every day. She's paired a dark wash jean with a baby blue button up shirt tucked in with a brown belt and matching brown leather boots to her knees. Simone spends more on shoes than the rest of us spend on food in a given month, but I'd love for her to be my personal stylist.

Elated by Meredith’s desire for more expensive outfits, the shop assistants immediately brought her to a side for more options. “What about this style, Miss Montgomery?” “This here is this season’s limited evening gown, Miss Montgomery. Its price is also very fitting of your status! I’m sure you’d be the center of everyone’s attention should you wear this to the Whitman Corporation’s 50th anniversary!” “Indeed! You’d match Mr. Whitman with this evening gown, Miss Montgomery!” Meredith smiled arrogantly after being put up on a pedestal with the shop assistants’ singing her praises after praises.

Rosa's eyes trailed to the outfit on the bed Martha had prepared for her. Wow. It looked like some secret agent, detective clothes, the likes of Alexander. She chuckled. It consisted of black fitted jeans, black long-sleeved body-con top and a scarf - like kimono, not leaving the black boots out. Classy. Well, whatever. She put on her clothes, applied her makeup, as she told Martha she could do it herself, and packed her long blonde hair into a ponytail, leaving two strands to adorn the sides of her face. “All done,” she exhaled, taking hold of her bag and walking out of the room.

“He’s right, Deme. You always argue first, think later.” “Ha. Ha. Very funny,” I shot back, rolling my eyes. “And what about my clothes? My stuff? You think I’m just going to show up there in this dress and vibes?” “Don’t worry,” Marion said, one hand casually on the wheel. “Amanda already packed your essentials.” Anastasia leaned forward between the seats. “And I helped! I made sure to grab your favorite hoodie and that pink bonnet you can’t sleep without. Also, some of Marion’s stolen shirts.”

The last time I confronted Mrs. Margarita Montenegro, she did not like me for his son. And I defended it very well based on my moral perspective. The problem is… she might hate me now, not just ‘she does not like me’ only. I curled my hair in front of the mirror and watched the reflection of my face. I am currently wearing a bodycon dress, but this time, it is sleeveless and color elegant black. It traced my body sexily, motivating me to wear a pair of black heels tonight.

She was the friend who knew the latest trends before they were cool, the one who could make any outfit look like it was plucked from the pages of a high-fashion magazine. Ashley, the birthday girl, went for the classic "Fashionista Sasha." Her curly short hair was styled in a high ponytail, with a few loose strands framing her face. She wore a pink mini-dress that matched her doll's outfit, complete with a chic belt and dainty heels. Her makeup was minimal but effective, letting her natural beauty shine through. Sasha's outfit was the epitome of sophistication and poise, much like Ashley herself, who always knew how to navigate social situations with grace.

----------- BETA FEMALE MINDY. I gripped the one-piece swimsuit in my hand as I watched Amber, Catherine, Cassidy, and Amara put on their bikinis. There was nothing wrong with my choice of swimsuit. It was beautiful, but a part of me wanted to try on the teal-colored bikini Amber had shown me. I wondered if I would look attractive in it or if Arlo would like it. He told me I could wear anything, and he would still pant at the sight of me. But I also wanted to try things I had never experienced before.

Happy that we had an unbreakable love. “There is literally no reason for you to look dressy today.” Maddox set me down on the island in the closet. “Here is some joggers. That will be best with the boots and I love these shirts on you.” He pulled out a long sleeve workout top. “White?” “Yes, I love this look on you.” The grey sweats were on the baggy side, but they were comfortable. Since my stomach was more popped, it would be better than something tight. “Alight.” I just shook my head. “Just like Jo. Always dressing me.”

He explained. “See you soon,” Atlas promised with a wink and was led out by the beta. A woman walked in with a sweet smile, holding a black dress with a plunging neckline. It had a pair of matching heels and some jewelry hanging on it. I frowned at the outfit, I really didn’t like wearing stuff like this. What if a fight broke out? You can’t be ready for anything in heels. “I don’t really think-” I started to protest but the woman was already behind me unzipping my skirt to help me out of it.

For some reason I knew it was tailored especially for him, and this occasion. Us on the other hand were wearing an asymmetrical neck wrap, hem, bodycon dress. The same fucken dress in different colours. Shantel was wearing a white one, which suited her caramel skin, Lydia white, Jasmine black of course, Rebecca red, and I on the other hand had one in blush. It looked good on me, I cannot lie. It showed my figure very well, as it did to the other girls. Maggie was standing at the door, watching as everything unravelled. Which was right since she was the one taking care of us in the mansion after all.