Regina Mills Dress Novels & Stories

It's a pain in the head. "Good that you came. I thought you would ditch me." Regina grinned, her bangles were clinking. "That's not my thing." I said, putting my bag on my lap after i sat in front of her. She's all casual, all smiles to the point that they are so fake for me. Although i want to ignore this pathetic small detail, i couldn't help but spot my clothes and compare it to hers. I'm wearing a ruffled top underneath my blazers, i looked plain, too much of a workaholic lady with a big bump on her stomach. Meanwhile, she's the stellar of the night, wearing a bloody red fitted dress with her colored maroon tiny lips like a poison ivy.

"I've already gone with you to try that dress several times. What's wrong with missing it once? Natalie just got back. She was alone with all that luggage. "As a friend, I had to pick her up. You're usually so reasonable. Why make a fuss over something this small? Do you really have to give me the silent treatment over this?" "I'm fine." I brushed his hands away, hung the towel back on the rack, and turned to leave. "Really?" Enzo followed me out, sounding noticeably more relaxed. "Did you finalize the dress yesterday, then? Send me the bill. I'll sign it." I walked over to the bedside table, pulled open the drawer, and took out the stamped order form.

Mia spoke nonchalantly, "How do you want me to help?" Regina remarked, "This dress of mine isn't expensive, just 5,000 dollars." "Mia, given your wealth, you surely won't be short of this amount, right? This woman's audacity to look down on us is astonishing. What's 5,000 dollars for a dress? The one you're wearing is far more luxurious." Mia was momentarily speechless. "She didn't look down on me; she simply looked down on you."

Chapter 124: I Do Not Want To Be With You,Regina. Regina stared at her reflection through the mirror. She looked perfect in a red, deep V-neck body-hugging gown. It was modest enough to pass for a formal outfit, but hot enough to cause heads to spin in her direction. She had intentionally picked this dress, and she was certain it was going to do its job today.

"Nope. Honestly, I don't even want to know." We continue into the next shop, and she practically does the same thing. Don't get me wrong, the clothes in these shops are super cuteBut II just can't imagine spending that much money on something that will only be worn a handful of times. Megan feels the same way, but right now...she has been possessed by the retail devil. I found a denim blue dress hanging on a mannequin, and it was the prettiest dress I have ever seen. It's simple, but it can be dressed up and dressed down casually. I love it.

Millie mused as she looked in the mirror, I much prefer blush or ivory, the misty one looks like unwashed net curtains, and the white one too bright. "Ivory," said Pearl and Ruby together. "Well, that's sorted that," Millie said. She bought two gowns in two different sizes, it was only two weeks to the wedding, but the twins were growing like mad, and she was taking no chances that the shop would sell one of the dresses. She could have had all this made, but the thought of spending so much money on one dress didn't sit right with Millie. Even though she could afford a ridiculous amount for her dress, what was the point for one day. She'd never been one for designer clothes, half of the time

What is it, by the way? Now, no doubt, she was really going to look like the lost omega she had become. “It's a short nightgown, Miss. Here are the Underdress and matching mules. Do you see how well the set is matched? And it will go very well with your complexion, if I may say so. Millie, we need the best chiffon in India for Miss chase, and Bruges lace. See.” Eden tried to protest, but the shop keeper and her two helpers shook their heads at the ensemble and informed her that Milord had been very precise in his indications, and that they could not afford to disobey him.

Edward said with a sparkling look in his eyes. He did not say it to get away from his previous negative comment, but he said it with sincerity and all honesty. Regina looks stunning in her black cocktail dress. It has a plunging neckline that shows off her cleavage and her prominent breast. The dress is simple yet elegant and enticing. It fits perfectly in her, and it accentuates her hourglass body. She is a head-turner. "I know right?" she confidently said to him and tucks her hair behind her ear. Her mood changes immediately with just one compliment.

scrawled on the tag in Ryder’s messy handwriting. Mila whistled. “Okay, Mr. Moneybags is pulling out the stops.” We tore back to the couch. I ripped the ribbon off the big box first. Inside was a deep red dress. Not slutty, but definitely not church-appropriate. Silk that slid through my fingers like water, low back, high slit up one thigh. The kind of dress that says *look but don’t touch unless you’re willing to bleed for it*. “Holy shit,” Mila breathed. “He knows your size. That’s either creepy or hot. I can’t decide.”

I heard the sound of shoes clicking and turned to my side. A girl with copper-golden hair strutted towards me in a perfectly tailored pastel A-line dress. The dress was adorned with subtle floral patterns, a pearl necklace adorning her neck. Her perfectly coiffed hair was carefully styled into a voluminous yet polished updo, with a few loose tendrils framing her face. The girl was styled well, knowing what went with what. She must be none other than Regina Dawson. I put up a fake smile. “Hi. You must be Regina. I was so looking forward to meeting you.”