Empire Tv Show Fashion Novels & Stories

"Nothing wrong. It's just that you have to be prepared if people think we're a couple." Emily snorted at the joke. "Is that what you expected? No wonder you chose that leather jacket and white t-shirt. You're copying me, apparently." "I'm not copying you." "Yes, you copied me. I was the one who dressed like this before you changed clothes at your hotel." Prince took a deep breath. "Okay, whatever. So, shall we leave now?" "Yes."

“I thought you looked quite pissed when you came in here.” I didn’t answer. Emily stood and walked over to her closet, she pulled it open and invited me forward. “You can pick anything you want.” I looked at the section she showed me, filled with slutty dresses. Funny, how she thought she knew my taste. But I wasn’t in the mood for it right now. I moved to a different section and picked out a blue, long dress. “I would’ve imagined you’d go for this.” She pointed to a short skirt and white top.

See you soon. The call ended. I stared at my phone for a long moment. Someone disappears for two decades and suddenly returns. Still, I was happy for Emily. She had always longed for her mother’s love. At least she finally got to experience it. ***** Saturday came faster than I expected. I checked my gifts for Emily one last time. Twenty-one was a big deal. I had bought the things she loved, things that felt personal. My outfit felt… wrong. I knew I should wear a gown, but I couldn’t bring myself to. Instead, I chose a pink short jean skirt and a hanging top. My makeup stayed nude, my hair pulled into a messy bun.

Elara watched the city breathe from the penthouse window. Night lights blinked like promises that never kept. The room smelled of lemon and old perfume. Glass and steel held everything together up here. It fit Adrian—clean, sharp, cold. He came in without knocking. He moved like a man used to being obeyed. He took off his coat and did not look at her. He poured himself a drink with hands that did not tremble. “Elara.” His voice had no heat. “We sign tonight.”

Avery became a little suspicious when she saw her grinning from ear to ear, she couldn't endure it and ended up voicing out her thoughts. “Is my dress lacking anything? Or is it not perfect for the show? Do you suggest I change it?” She asked as she wondered what could make her grin at her. It was as if she could sense some motive in between those grins on her face. “No, Your dressing tonight is perfectly good for the show and it costs a fortune. I could remember how you used your whole payment to order the dress then, even though it's the latest, it glamours your body perfectly!''Emily said she was at her realest moment and didn't hesitate to be straightforward with Miss.

Emily’s POV I didn’t have a wink of sleep, but that didn’t matter. The interview, although short, was going to be flawless. Kevin checked my questions and told me I had done a wonderful job. Now, the only thing I was missing was an outfit. Back at my apartment, my closet looked like a crime scene. A crime against fashion. Every piece of clothing I owned was strewn across my bed, each one judged and found desperately wanting. Too casual, too corporate, too try-hard, too frumpy.

Emily sat the coffee mug down in front of me and jumped up on to the counter to sit before she says, “I called Chase first thing this morning and told him that you won’t be in today because I was taking you shopping for work apparel.” “What did he say?” I asked her trying to raise my head enough to move my hand to my coffee mug and then to my mouth. Emily began to laugh when she says, “He told me to get you more sexy dresses like you had on yesterday. Plus, he told me to get you a formal gown for Friday for some charity thing he is to attend.” “Shit.” I sat up straight almost spilling the coffee in my hand. “What?” Emily asked, taking in my burst that sat me up.

No wonder why she's always classy fashionable and elegant. And as you can guess ,Emily had been totally uninterested in those sort of things . Those things bore her to the core . She quickly nodded her head and even added a concentrated look on her face when Alicia asked her about what she thinks,pairing a flare mouthed trousers with sneakers or heels. Heavens help her, she can't even differentiate between the coral peach and visual pink or whatever Alicia had call it . "I thought the show starts by 7:00pm?? " Hana asked

She looked amazing. “Thank you for the clothes,” she said. “No problem. I asked Emily to order some things for you. I’m glad you like them.” “I do. How did she know what I like to wear? The style now is leggings and hoodies. I didn’t see any of those in the closet?” She sounded slightly suspicious.

He had quickly worked his way up the ranks and was now the chief butler of the Imperial Palace. - "Excuse me for disturbing you, Madam, but it will soon be time to leave for the Council of Kings. I would also like to remind you that afterwards, you will have lunch with your mother. Then to finish, you have the Council of Ministers". I sighed following the announcement of my schedule for the day. Being the Empress is not an easy task and sometimes I wish I hadn't become one. Nevertheless, caring for my people gives me a valid reason to feel useful, and I try my best not to make mistakes. Although every once in a while a mistake can be a positive thing. I waved to Kurt that he could go and wen