Santana Lopez Outfits Novels & Stories

“Please, I have been here too long to get scared by your threats. I may be your prisoner, but now that my brother is here, it won’t be for long.” I flip my bouncy curls off my face and onto my back. I face the closet and take out the smallest shorts I can find and a tiny crop top. With my ass facing Santino, I begin to dress up. My ass briefly brushes against his front, and he is hard as fuck. Fuck, the whore in me would pay anything to hug that animal in me, but I can’t show him now, can I? Santino grabs each side of my ass and brings me more on his front. The thickness through the fabric rubs against my panties.

Santiago had some things sent to me early on in our contract, but it was really just a few casual outfits. I pull out a few dresses that Ariana loaned me first. Holding them by the hangers I evaluate them on suitability, one by one. Our styles are quite different. I like darker, solid colors…black, purple, blue, brown… Ariana likes bright bold colors and busy, chaotic patterns. First, I pull out a lime green dress with a corset top and slits up to the hip on both sides. Santiago might like it…perhaps in a different color, but not appropriate to meet his father in.

He felt she was hiding something,he couldn't decipher how a girl as pretty as her would dress crazily and shut down anything that has to do with guys. yeah!! She might be crazy but she's very careful when it comes to guys and she hasn't dated anyone before. He kind of considered himself lucky and fortunate cause he happens to be the only one one she could trust,talk to and play childishly around him. Sanctify would always argue that clothes should be worn at the same time or it will be a waste. She could combine both skirt and trousers,polo and T-shirt and call it Santy fashions. She adores Stone's fashion house with the luxurious and the classiest fashion outfit in the whole of L.A and she

ALL. @zendaya: This is what fashion should be. Art that makes you feel POWERFUL. @sophiadante is a GENIUS. @kimkardashian: Already called my business manager. I'm buying pieces from this collection as investments. This is HISTORY. Backstage, Lorenzo watched everything carefully. Models rushed past, half-dressed and panicking. "Zip me!" "Where's the Louboutins?" "Someone touch up her lipstick!" In the middle of everything, Sophia stayed calm. She moved slowly, fixing small problems—tightening a strap, encouraging a nervous model, approving a quick outfit change.

He then left the room to go pick up Analina. Analina brought the boxes into her bedroom and started to open them. Inside the small box is jewelry with lavender pendants, there are a pair of earrings that dangle down to her neck and a matching necklace. In the next box she found a pair of high heel shoes, and in the big box a White and lavender strapless gown with a black wrap around train that ties at the waist and hangs off the back. Analina quickly showered with her lavender scented shower accessories than after rinsing off she grabbed a towel to dry off with, wrapping it around her body she made her way back to her bedroom to get dressed. After lightly coating her face with make-up she th

Anita complimented and I thought she also looked great. She stood in her early forties and she looked twenty two, she was a beautiful tall woman dressed in a purple dress which hugged her body beautifully, and it looked like something in the collection which was named an FEMALE ICON'S EDITION. I was going to get something for Mariana, Sophie, my mum and even Bonnie from the collection. They were all just spectacular.

"Professional but not trying too hard. Perfect for your first official day." "Pair it with these," Sabrina added, producing ankle boots from somewhere. "And maybe this scarf? No, too much. The sweater is enough." I let them dress me, too numb to protest. When they were done, they stepped back to admire their work. "You look drop-dead gorgeous," Sabrina declared. The phrase made me flinch, thinking of the dead boy, but I forced a smile. "Yeah, you guys too." And they did. Sabrina wore a vibrant yellow dress that somehow worked with her burgundy braids. Helione had chosen all black, turtleneck, jeans, boots, looking sleek and put together. Oprah wore a flannel shirt over a band tee, casual but

And thankfully today Lupa decided to stay quiet and let me judge myself without her help. Sam, Jo, and Sylvia joined us on stage a few seconds later, and it was obvious why there wasn't a single color picked for their union. Sylvia was wearing a simple flowing dress, typical of her hippie style, that matched the blue in her ombre hair that hung loose. Jo was wearing a very casual, pastel purple dress, similar to what one would wear to a casual event. Her honey colored hair was in a braided bun, decorated with tiny purple flowers. A youthful look that fit her personality, and was reminiscent of when she first met Sylvia. Sam was wearing similar clothing to Seth, only instead of midnight blue

Lisa's POV "Hey, Cupcake!" Selena waves at me. "Get over here. I was beginning to think you'd hole up in your room all night." I see her fiery hair in the midst of the flower-and-grass-skirt-wearing dancing crowd, and make my way towards her. She is flanked by three brunettes, one of whom I recognize as Yvette. The others are sizing me up, sweeping glances from the top of my wavy ponytail to my polished passion pink toes. Selena grins, and adjusts the halo of flowers on top of her head. She is wearing an ivory dress with a spaghetti strap that hugged her body like a second skin, a plunging neckline, and three heart shaped cutouts all the way down the front of the dress that barely covered he

Immediately I was on high alert, my hand on the gun strapped to the underside of my desk. “I’m sorry, sir. I tried to stop her but…” Joseph, my head assistant, looked completely disheveled looking like he was trying to stop the door from opening. Pushing him out of the way, my lips turned down as Anastasia Santiago sashayed into my office. Her outfit was enough to make me want to wash my eyes out with bleach. A tight leopard print dress and a cropped black leather jacket, complete with what looked like a black fur boa. I wasn’t one for fashion but this was a level of terrible that I wondered who thought it was a good idea to let her out of the house looking like that.