Priscilla Presley Outfits Novels & Stories

"Hey, you don't have to be violent. In the first place, why do you want to look classy?" "Mrs. Hargrave asked me to come sign the contract now and asked me to dress classy." I went back to my study table, saved my work and shut down the laptop. "Oh! I can help you with that." Priscillia teleported to the drawer filled with clothes she and mum bought for me but I hardly wore. "It means you will meet Sarah there." Priscillia said, handpicking and matching a top and skirt. "Maybe...I guess so." I responded, trying to pack my hair up into a ponytail.

"Beverly, right? What a pretty name. I saw that off-shoulder dress you wore at the Branson estate the other day and thought it was gorgeous! Where'd you get it?" Beverly was a little put off by Priscilla's sudden enthusiasm, but she decided the woman seemed kind. Besides, she was grateful for Priscilla's timely rescue. She replied softly, "I got it from Haute Atelier at Ravenwell Mall." Tabitha left the restroom with Beverly and Priscilla. Infuriated by the sight of Priscilla holding hands with Beverly and fawning over her, Carly stormed out and snapped, "How dare you marry James when you have an illegitimate daughter hidden somewhere?"

“Ummmm… for that, you would have to talk to my, Priscilla, what did you make your title?” “Social media manager and public relations director.” Priscilla replied. Molly had bought her a new outfit just for this. A black pencil skirt with a charcoal jacket and a fuchsia silk shirt that matched her heels. Small silver hoops were on her ears, being shown off by the up do that her hair was twisted up into. She wore light makeup and thin black rimmed glasses. She looked like a young professional. Not a high school sophomore. Kristy leaned over to Taz as the press focused on Priscilla. “She’s good. I stalked you. I should steal her away.”

Her livestream camera swept over me from head to toe. “Everyone, take a look at how she’s dressed. So revealing, with heavy makeup too.” She even reached out and tugged at my collar. “Oh my, look how low this neckline is. You can practically see everything.” Humiliated and furious, I shoved her away. “Stop spreading nonsense!” Fiona smiled maliciously. “Isn’t this exactly how you seduced your husband in the first place? “Instead of staying home to serve your man, you dress like this and parade around. Who are you trying to entice?”

"Wanna know the small secret to success?" Miss Priscilla sinks in her couch, a cup of coffee clutched in her hand. She looks stunning in a floral shirt-dress with her long dark hair falling on her shoulders. She's effortlessly cool and stylish even at the young age of fifty-five. Her classes feel like a conversation with your bestie rather than an actual lecture. It's an online class but I feel like I'm on that white couch, sipping coffee with her.

DANIELA “Have you already decided what you’re going to wear?” Priscila asks me while applying mascara. “I’m torn between these two outfits. Which one do you prefer?” I ask her, looking at the two completely different clothes laid out on my bed. “Hmm, let me see,” she says, coming closer to me. I’m undecided between a long-sleeved white mini dress that cinches at the waist paired with white knee-high boots, or a tight black one-shoulder dress with black knee-high boots covered in rhinestones.

”, Linda howled angrily. Priscilla thought about something immediately she took a glance between the two of them, the dress they were fighting over is the only one available at the moment and it was in small size(size six). Looking at the two women in front her, Linda was obviously a size eight or medium size so the said dress won’t be able to fit. “Miss Davison, this dress is a size six or size small. The said dress won’t be able to fit you.”Priscilla spoke on a very soft voice.

Today flew by effortlessly, I thought it would drag along, especially since I was rejecting Chris tonight. It's time to get ready for the ceremonies, I finally pulled out the dress Priscilla brought for me, it is utterly breathtaking. The gown is long with a high slit up the left leg, it's strapless and it's a black silky material, with gold accents above the breast line, it also has long opera style gloves with gold accents at the very top. As I lay my gown out, there's a knock at my door.

"Yeah. Priscilla excels in gowns, and this is the dress she created for Mrs. Rockley. It clearly suits Mrs. Rockley's style and it perfectly aligns with her age. It's a perfect fit for the theme." "Of course it's her original design. Why else would Ms. Fischer have chosen it?" Priscilla was a little nervous at first, especially when she met Jamie's sharp gaze. However, after hearing what her colleagues said, she gained confidence. If everyone else had approved of the design, it didn't matter what Jamie said. She shrugged and looked at Jamie casually. "Is there a problem with the design?" She raised an eyebrow and silently warned Jamie to not cause a scene, implying that it would be Jamie who