Novel & Cerita Lina Bratz Fashion Pixiez

Braxton: I forgot to add that you should be here by 7:00pm, you have about three hours to get ready, dress to kill. Alicia chuckled softly and buried her face on her pillow, she was blushing like a teenager who got a text from her crush. Alicia bit on her bottom lip and decided to text Braxton back. Alicia: Do you want me to dress like a slut? You know that I've got a reputation and a name to protect right? She had decided not to wear anything vulgar, she picked out a black pencil skirt and a white crop top, under the skirt she was wearing something sexy, a garter belt.

Brynn and Giada made their way to the makeup room to get glammed up. After an hour and a half, both girls were ready—with their hair, makeup, and costumes on, they looked absolutely stunning. Giada was adorned in a Cleopatra Sand Maxi Dress, paired with 4.5-inch slingback pumps known as the "Dare You Pump." A few alterations by her friend's brother transformed the dress into his original design. Her white-blonde hair was side-parted and plaited into a French braid at the back, adorned with tiny flowers.

I ordered then sank into the couch ******************************************* Days flowed and Lectures was fun with Beatrice and Lizzy Today is Friday and It was dead fun I wore a fitted sleeveless top,Crazy bumshorts,Dangling Earrings and heavy make up I fixed Artificial Eye Lashes and I had a Blue Eye contact in I am popularly known as the college Ice Queen and you know..Lizzy and Beatrice Rocks too "laura how is the party plan tonight"Beatrice said in a Crazy Manner "Just our Usual Party"I replied with a Smirk

I was looking at Lina. She stood in the backyard of some large, modern-looking house, wearing nothing but a glittery, pink bikini. Her skin was several shades darker than I remembered, as though she’d been tanning in the weeks since I’d been gone. Even her golden hair was lighter, speckled with wisps of buttery blonde. In front of her was a table full of presents. The tag to one was close enough for me to read. It had her name on it, but it wasn’t her birthday yet. It wouldn’t be for another three weeks. Did time work differently here?

"Plus, we get to suss them all out." Slinging an arm over my shoulder, the shameless girl turns me around to look at the rest of the group. She points to someone at the front of the throng, talking animatedly, right in front of the camera. Her dress is skin tight, and a metallic gold, that has my jaw dropping instantly. Not only does she have curves any of us would be jealous of, she manages to keep her sleek brown hair immaculate, and her makeup flawless. "Phoenix Diamond. Desire Pack. Extremely wealthy, with high ranked parents," Zariah whispers.

Otiz defended himself, stating that he simply nodded and made the payment this afternoon. "The wrong taste! How would they know about Liz’s taste?!" Ed couldn't believe it. "One moment from here." Otiz hurriedly took out his phone, searched for a moment, and showed it to Ed. A photo of Liz on social media. And indeed, she wore a dress somewhat similar to the dark red dress Liz wore earlier. A daring style. During the selection process, the boutique's staff made adjustments based on those photos. Ed clicked his tongue while tossing the phone carelessly. Luckily, Otiz was quick enough to catch it, so it didn't fall.

Betty was also looking forward to enjoying the show with her best sister. Tonight, Victoria also chose a short, lace shirt with a pair of black pants with a straight waist. It shows midst sexiness, and did not lose her womanly charm. In Betty's dressing room, the makeup artist had lightly pressed her long hair into disposable long curly hair and put on a light makeup.

LYZA As I woke up in the morning, my mind was already buzzing with determination and ambition. Today was a day for me to make more connections and expand my influence in Henesy City. I wanted to meet influential businessmen, particularly those from the Black Pearl Pack and the Red River Pack. They held the key to my future success, and I was willing to work hard to gain their support. I carefully selected a professional dress that accentuated my figure without being too revealing. It was important to strike the right balance between confidence and professionalism. As I stood in front of the mirror, I meticulously applied my makeup, enhancing my features to project an image of strength and in

With a sly grin, Haxilla inquired. I rolled my eyes at her before sitting down to eat. "Are you attending a fashion show?" They laughed as Britanny added. I'm wearing a red pencil cut and off-the-shoulder dress that's fitted to my body shape. I also wore it with 3-inch white sandals that Haxilla gave me for my birthday last year. But I think it's fine; they're just exaggerated. "You know what, Sel, you don't look like an interviewee," Britanny said abruptly.

I didn’t want to stand out, but I can’t refuse a Luna’s orders. It’s a while later and music is blaring in the garden that is decorated in dark blue, white, and silver. The birthday boy is wearing blue jeans with a white shirt that matches his father’s outfit. Phoenix is wearing a sky-blue party dress. I myself am wearing a shimmery white dress that Azura had purchased for me, but it’s got these tiny straps that make me scared they will snap. It’s sticking to me like a glove and the push-up strapless bra is making me indeed look like a hooker! I haven’t dared step out into the open, keeping myself busy and hidden away.