Regina Mills Dress Novels & Stories

After her sob story, Donovan looked at the dress once over and thought well before speaking: "You won't want to wear that, Mistress, if you are still mourning Mr Peter." "Thank you, Donovan. Wait outside for my next instructions." Regina glanced down at the dress in her arms and smiled sadly. It was a strapless, yellow designer dress, its hems resting on her thighs and the cape spilling past her bosom. She had worn it to an awards show three years ago where Peter had won the award for The Most Innovative Businessman. No one had clapped harder, louder or was more proud of him than her. She had stood solidly behind him when Richard was out in the world, frolicking. She knew the business better

The curtains are wide open and a gentle breeze filters in, making Regina’s hair dance with the motions of the wind; her skin is awash in a warm glow, kissed by the light, eyes bright and dazzling as her laughter chimes like a song of bells in the room. Mattel can see sunbeams, blindingly bright, in the flush of delight on Regina’s cheeks, the curve of her smiling eyes. She’s dressed in a ruffled, balloon-sleeved chiffon blouse of daisy yellow, a lively, pretty brow tied at her neck; the sleeves, too, sway in the cool morning air. She’s resplendent. Dressed in the color of the sun, cloaked by its rays, she seems, to Mattel, like she is the light.

Therefore, we invited him, and he was our father's friend, so it was Reasonable. When I was about to open the door, I saw Killian, and he hugged me, and then we stepped together into the sitting room. I did not know what to say. I did not want to bring up anything that would irritate our moods, and the silence was comforting, so we just sat together. Thirty minutes later, Callum stepped in. he looked hot, not sour, in Red Trousers with his white shirt with three of his first buttons open. Meanwhile, Killian was buttoned up completely, and I only left one of my buttons open. Now we were waiting for Regina. I turned to Callum, where is Regina, and he answered, “I told my sister she is helping

“Holy shit…” Millie stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror, and she could hardly recognize herself. The dress Cheri had chosen wasn’t just an outfit; it was a bold declaration. The black fabric shimmered faintly under the light, hugging her curves like it had been tailored specifically for her. Elegant yet daring, it featured swirling, asymmetrical cutouts that revealed just enough skin to tease without crossing the line. A high slit ran up one side, revealing her toned leg with every slight movement. The floor-length design balanced the boldness with a sense of grace, making Millie feel like she was stepping into a whole new version of herself.

Milly said. “No, this will go in the ‘absolutely not pile’,” Rayvin agreed. The joint laughter had taken some of the tension between the three of them away. They continued to try on dresses, Milly pulling different options like a magician pulling rabbits from a hat. After two hours of trying on dresses, Diana had settled on an emerald green dress that had one shoulder bare and a long sleeve on the other side. The skirt just about covered her ass and there was a slit on one side of the waist, showing some skin.

Emma said, changing the subject. "Yeah, let's go." Mila nodded, taking one last look at her outfit. She was wearing a black dress that fell just a little bit above her knees. It was a one-shoulder dress that fitted Mila's body perfectly and it even looked better with the blue wedges she wore. Emma was wearing a yellow crop top with ripped jeans and chunky brown heels that matched her outfit.

All the dinner gowns had one opening or the other, one had a slit that was far up to the waistline, the other one barely covered her buttocks. After perusing the racks for what felt like hours, Regina's eyes finally landed on a stunning red dinner gown. The vibrant color and elegant design caught her attention immediately, the gown was off shoulder and had a little slit at the bottom. She could already imagine herself wearing it, representing Bright Companies with poise and sophistication. With the gown chosen, Regina turned her attention to accessories. The little diamond choker necklace in the display case looked like the perfect finishing touch. It was little and delicate but yet striking

Regina’s POV I dressed carefully, not for appearances, just a reassurance that I was in control. A simple black dress, fitted at the waist, nothing extravagant. The kind of thing that let me stand tall, even when my knees felt like breaking. My hair was pinned back, and I had applied light makeup. I wanted to look like myself, not like a victim. Not like the woman Maxwell and Morgana had tried to shatter in the very house I was going to visit.

She looked at everything and fell into contemplation. Regina picked up a piece of jewelry, then walked out of the jewelry showroom to find Claire still struggling with Mrs. Belinda's dresses. She patted Claire's shoulder again and then walked through the clothing line and picked out a body-hugging red dress with high stretch. The dress has no cuffs but has three beaded straps on the biceps. Belinda's body is quite standard because she exercises regularly after giving birth, so she wears tight dresses, still extremely attractive. With this dress, the accompanying jewelry must be carefully selected. Otherwise, the dress and jewelry will not match and contradict each other. But through Regina's

We walked inside and aunt Lydia went to give Milan a bath so I could get ready for my dinner with Flynn. He didn't tell me if it would be a fancy dinner or just a casual one and I had a hard time choosing what to wear. When I saw that I only had fifteen minutes before Flynn arrived I grabbed the first dress that I think would look presentable. It was a red high low dress with straps. Reina bought this for me when we went to a party two years ago. I slipped on the dress and it was a little snug on the breast department, but nonetheless it still looked pretty on me. I slipped on my nude three-inch heels that I'd manage to walk in flawlessly without tripping since I worked for Ximena.