Moulin Rouge Outfit Ideas Novels & Stories

The men would join the festivities later after their meeting. I wore a deep red dress that hugged my body like a second skin, featuring a bare back. The dress had a high front slit, and I paired it with black heels. I styled my hair in a chic bun and took my clutch before leaving the room. Everyone was ready and looking lovely. Manon wore a black dress with a beautiful, low neckline. My mates whistled when they saw me, and each rushed to give me their hand, which I took. "You look beautiful, love,"

Now… What is the perfect colour to bring a man to his knees? Red. I chose the sexiest dress from the wardrobe. Slipping it on, I just about got it zipped up. It was tiny, with my height it just about covered my behind, my legs were on full display. Applying some smoky eye make-up and deep red lipstick, I finished off with some highlighter. Putting on some heels and curling my black locks before running my fingers through them. Finishing with a touch of fragrance, I looked in the mirror for a moment. It felt like I was Morgana Araton, princess of the Sanguine Empire, once again.

I respond, already looking forward to the party. An Aurora leaves and I change a stunning outfit that exudes elegance and sophistication. My dress is a chic knee-length sheath dress in a soft pastel shade, adorned with delicate floral embroidery along the neckline and hem. The fitted silhouette flatters my figure, accentuating my curves in all the right places.

Across the deck, under a rustic awning of white fabric on tall wooden supports, all decked with blue, red and white flowers, the red party waited: Jim Robinson right under the awning, with his brother and Liam McDonnell, No Return’s other guitarist, to his right. They wore Renaissance white shirts with long bag sleeves and laces sprouting from cuffs and collars. Black leather vests, down to their thighs, and broad red sashes hanging from their left shoulder across their chest, black trousers and high leather boots. Long red cloaks covered their right shoulder, falling all the way to brush the top of their boots. Liam McDonnell held a vertical red banner trimmed in gold, with a big golden su

I rubbed my eyes as they scurried around me, chattering bullshit about how fortunate I was. "Enough, just give me what he wants me to wear and be gone," I mumbled angrily and a dress was thrown in my direction. I grabbed it from the air and went to the bathroom. If you have a plain Rogue, I'm counting on you to use it, I thought as I slipped on the low cut dress. It was cut up the thigh and dipped to my navel. My breasts were barely covered. How in the hell can I fight respectfully in this garment, I growled to myself. I ran my fingers through my hair and frowned as a knock sounded on the door.

I was going to celebrate the beginning of his downfall. Turning to Serena, I let out a resigned smile because she had successfully bought me over. “Fine, let's go.” **** Standing in front of the exotic club that Serena had suggested, I tugged on the hem of my red gown anxiously, wondering if this was a good idea. I was dressed in a red mid-thigh net gown that hugged my figure and black heeled sandals. My hair was in luscious waves that cascaded down my back, my lips were painted burgundy and my face had minimal makeup that matched my skin tone. The smokey eye makeup made my blue eyes pop. Serena had really outdone herself because I could barely recognise myself by the time I had looked in th

Cassandra’s POV I spot him coming from a distance and quickly duck my head; it would not benefit me if I am caught especially when his face has ‘bloody murder’ written all over it. I quietly move through the crowd of graduation gowns making sure to keep my cap on so he doesn’t recognize me from the back of my head.

After convincing Felix that I don’t need company and getting home, I took a shower then got dressed in a strapless wine red evening gown that had a long split in the side. Pairing it with my second favourite red bottoms and a red clutch purse. I pulled my hair up in a half pony tail, securing it with a black diamond studded clip. I smacked my lips together after applying red lipstick. I have a date around town, and by date I meant to sit by myself, enjoying the lovely evening at the Grey Goose Lounge.

Today, I would tag along with Kai to one of his clubs to try and find out what Vanya is hiding from the rest of us. Hopefully, I get to see Ilya or at least meet the rest of the pack. Giving myself a last once over in the floor-length mirror, I smile in satisfaction. I am rather pleased with the outfit I chose for today; a deep red halter neck swing dress that hugged my curves flared out and ended just above my knee. I wore a little leather jacket to complete the look and slipped on a pair of ankle boots, too. Hopefully, I will make a good impression.

Damn, I'm already feeling nauseous. I dress into one of my tight-fitting red dresses. Honestly, for a couple of days, I had piled them up and thought about burning them, as it's the colour Dean loves, just as the light blue ones. But then a majority of my dresses would have been gone. Besides, I love the colour myself and he sure isn't going to ruin this for me. He's already ruined enough. Once my makeup, including red lipstick, is done, I look into the mirror.