Moulin Rouge Outfit Ideas 소설 & 이야기

I ask him and come close to him, placing my hands on his chest and grabbing his tie to arrange it a little bit. "Did I tell you how beautiful you are?" he asks me laughing. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, Zoey!" I can only stand still as my cheeks turn red. I look really good in the clothes that Rose convinced me to wear on the Gala. I wear a Cutout crêpe maxi dress from MÔNOT. You can never go wrong with this kind of dress at a party. The dress has shoulder pad inserts, a damn low back and cinched waist. Also in the front of this sexy black dress my tiny breasts are barely covered by the soft and delicate material.

“If you’re not ready by then princess, I’m leaving without you.” I jump in my car. Run to the nearest store. Grab some clothes and when I get back I have 30 minutes to spare and Rosalie’s in the kitchen cooking some bacon. I hurry up the stairs and jump in the shower and get dressed. I walk down the stairs and Rosalie whistles. When I have a moment to take her in I check her out and whistle back. We look good. My dark grey suit with a burgundy tie fits nicely and she matches with a cranberry colored, velvet long sleeve fitted dress that extends out like a mermaid ending above the ground.

*** “Why do I suddenly feel colder here!" Migo exclaimed while looking around and rubbing his shoulder. “Wow. Oh!” Everyone in the hall exclaimed! Holding their breaths, as the male gods are about to enter. One by one, they posed at the booth, like models walking on a runway fashion show. Migo is wearing a Velvet-tailored fit maroon Burgundy 3 piece Suit. A hot playboy image. Kian is wearing a 3 piece Gray Suit Tuxedo, perfect for a handsome heartthrob look.

The uptight Grace was so drunk that she danced the night away. “Let’s join the dance floor!” Jules insisted. “One more shot. For courage.” Scarlet giggled, feeling like the room was a bit dizzy. She was getting drunk and being a lightweight wasn’t helping her situation. “Fine! Hey Sexy, three shots.” Sky said to the bartender as she pulled her pink hair down. They all decided to go for leather outfits so they’d match—something about feeling sixteen again. Scarlet had on a short leather skirt that had a small short inside. She wore a white top and black thigh-high boots. She looked different and hot.

He asked. He was dressed in a red suit that made him look dashing. “What do you mean? Your suit looks great and makes you pop out.” She winked. He only laughed and played with his hair more. She looked back at herself in the mirror, her makeup showed her with heavy mascara, eyeliner that winged high and red lipstick. It matched her fiery tint of black and red hair that she got dyed last year. “Alright, you have an option. Go out to this ball looking like slutty badass or a proper bitch. Your choice.” Milo smirked, placing the black backless singlet dress or a dress that covered her arms, back, and shoulders but it was short to her knees.

I could still feel his gaze burning into my back as I went up, more like jogging than running, so it wouldn’t be obvious that I’d just childishly ignored him. I freshened up quickly and picked out a red blazer that stopped at my mid-thigh and burgundy wide-leg pants that hugged my waist and hips perfectly. I paired them with black Louboutins and a black fascinator. My makeup was simple, but my smoky eyeshadow made everything pop and blend perfectly with my outfit. I wore bold red lipstick, which made me a little nervous because it felt like too much effort. But I’m the main character in my life, so I should act like it. I took a mirror picture and sent it to Mira. She replied almost immediat

MELANIE The next day, I dressed like I was going to war. I picked one of the craziest black dresses I owned, the one with the high slit that showed off my thighs every time I moved, and a plunging neckline that put my cleavage on full display. I let my red-tipped black hair fall in wild waves, painted my lips blood-red, and slipped on strappy heels that made my legs look illegally long. I was going to make Gavin Thorne feel every single thing he did to me.

Claudine’s new red dress was a statement, alright. It was a killer. A glow of midnight red fabric, designed into a long V-neck and a daring V-back. Floral cuts hugged her hips, flowing into a high slit, with pearls and rhinestones. Her hair, still short beneath a different, ling wavy wig, was swept up in a dramatic half up-do style, creating a perfect frame for the scanty fringe that brushed her brow. She wanted this reception to scream: I’m here. I’m dangerous. And I’m not going anywhere. (Till he’s dead)

Dillon explained. On the other hand, Mini is wearing a black sleeveless gown which is showing too much cleavage than appropriate. The gown is hugging her frame till her waist before flaring down her hips and reaching down to her feet. Her friends are dressed up in modest gowns in pastel colours. Mini is eying Lucas with her eyes which she gave a smoky effect with makeup. Her lips are tinted deep red.

Did I look old? "It's so revealing, Daphne. Change it," she turned away before I could even counter. I was annoyed 'cause my effort would be wasted. I took a quick step, going back up to my room. I skimmed again for something to wear. Revealing my ass! I wore a short skirt over Moulin Rouge stockings. Everything is still black, including the tank tops that show my cleavage and abs. She doesn't like revealing, so that's what I'll wear. These are the new purchases we made when Zammy and I went to the mall once.