Moulin Rouge Outfit Ideas Novels & Stories

Perhaps a fresh cup of human blood would be more to my liking, but I would be sure to indulge in that pleasure a little bit later. I already had a living, breathing stash waiting back home in my cavern, so the feast would just have to wait a little longer before I could take a sip. I ventured deeper into the high end shopping district, the streets filled with small, flashy fashion boutiques. I stopped in front of a window display, my eyes locking onto a provocatively short mini dress in a brilliant, bright red fabric, paired with a massive, vulgar fake black fur coat. I smirked at the display. Yes, mortal men were indeed incredibly simple creatures after all, and this loud, scandalous outfit

Dressed in a burgundy empire evening dress with a sweetheart neckline and cap sleeves, I put on my Mary Jane Louboutins and was ready to face the Dumonts. I left my hair to cascade in curls down my back and didn’t bother with over the top makeup. I had no one to impress, so why bother with frivolities?

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at her confidence in this plan. I wore one of the fluffy towel robes that was stored in the wardrobe of my room as Aurora took the other one, finishing off her makeup. I felt mildly better about my dress when I saw what she was wearing. It was a red sheer corset dress with the skirt made of red mesh that she just tied at her hip. The vibrant colour accentuated her tanned skin and curves, making her look like a goddess. “Aren’t your mates going to be pissed at you wearing that?” I commented, remembering all the lectures my mother had given me about dressing modestly. Aurora just grinned mischievously. “Oh, they’ll love it,” she said with a wink. “I’m hoping th

I almost didn’t recognize myself! We’re here at Mina’s apartment. Just like what I told her, I don’t have any clothes for what she’s planning today so she opened her wardrobe for me. Mina chose one bloody red dress with a high slit on both sides. It’s a tube dress and it compliments my pale skin. She even let me use her ruby set of jewelry, a black purse and her glittering red stiletto! My hair is in a bun style with a few strands on both sides of my face.

Emily screams over the phone and I giggle at her excitement. “Yep! So, girls night?” “Absolutely! Let’s make it a night to remember!” Emily responds, her excitement building. As that Friday rolls around, I prep for the meeting with Rogue Magazine. The buzz of anticipation fills the air as Maira helps me choose an outfit. “How about this sleek black top with the high-waisted pants?” Maira suggests, holding up the pieces. I nod. “Yes! That’s perfect. I want to make a statement without being over the top.”

Renee had never been to a bar before. To blend in, she carefully studied how to do smokey eye makeup online and bought the most popular "party girl" outfit she could find. A halter top and high-waisted pleated mini skirt. According to online reviews, it was the best-selling, most common club outfit. This look would help her avoid standing out while keeping her identity hidden. After getting dressed, Renee took a taxi to the bar. To her surprise, as soon as she stepped out of the car, she drew everyone's attention.

Something to keep Blade distracted long enough to steal the cell phone maybe. A deep sigh escaped as I looked my outfit over. A frown was spread across my face and I marched to the closet and threw the doors open. The first thing I spotted was a cute little leather jacket and I got it out and threw it on over the dress. It was dark red in colour and added a nicer pop to my outfit and was way more party-worthy. I refixed my hair into two messy buns as opposed to my usual one bun.

Proserpina Earlier that evening I had washed and changed into one of the cocktail dresses that I had found in the suitcase. With a sinking heart, I held the pretty little cocktail dress up to my body and felt my face turn red. It was a low-back swing mini dress with gold chain straps in mink satin with rolled hem and ribbon lace-up detail. Pale lavender in colour it went well with my hair but I chose to let my hair cascade down my back as I saw how deep and how near naked I was looking with the straps revealing all. I would feel otherwise.

And with that, I stormed off, my mind still reeling from the interruption. I walked back into my room, my mind still consumed by the thought of the rogue. My eyes scanned over the different clothing options that I had, but I knew exactly what I needed. I walked over to my closet and pulled out my torture clothes - a black tank top and dark jeans. The tank top was tight-fitting and showed off my muscular arms, while the jeans hugged my legs and accentuated my height. These clothes were designed for one purpose - to make the rogue suffer. I could feel the anger boiling inside of me, and I knew that I wouldn't be satisfied until the rogue paid for his crimes.

His tone was expressionless as he turned and left the room. He had a knack for ruining the mood. I had planned to confess that he was the one I loved, but with his unpredictable mood swings, I hesitated. Would he even care? I wondered where we were headed; he should at least give me a hint so I could know what to wear. Opening my closet, I scanned the array of clothes hanging there. After much contemplation, I decided on a red long gown. It was sleeveless and hugged my curves in all the right places—a bold choice that made me feel confident and daring.