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like not to single baby girl out but like. your entire ass is going to be out in that skirt. you will not be able to go anywhere without your underwear showing at any given time. that is a given no matter what you do. and why???????
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donatellawritings · 2 months
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idk what this but reader has a collection on panties and Rafe goes crazy for it.😶
rafe is such a loser when it comes to lingerie lol
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you were not shy about showing off your body. you loved wearing obnoxiously mini micro-skirts and skin-tight low rise yoga pants, you especially loved the slight peek of the waistband of your panties that shined through. sometimes, you’d even allow the ridiculously thin band of your thong to sit a bit higher on your waist. you felt a light need to show off your underwear, mainly due to just how expensive the flimsy fabrics were. rafe didn’t mind swiping his card, if it kept you dolled up and content, he was also secure enough with himself to where a swell of pride who burst in his chest whenever you’d bend over and your lace panties would come into view.
dressed in your plush robe, you sunk your teeth into your bottom lip as you struggled to choose which pair of panties you would wear for the day ahead. your wispy eyelash-clad doe eyes widened at the wide array of thongs and panties that filled the shelf of your dresser. you loved accessorizing and contrary to popular belief, your selection of underwear was, in fact, an accessory. with a defeated sigh, you licked over your pouty lips, “papi, can you help me with something?” you called out, huffing with a frustrated pout as rafe’s heavy footsteps grew closer and closer to you.
acknowledging you with a chaste kiss to your temple, rafe snakes a toned arm around your waist, leaning his chin on your shoulder as his gaze followed yours, “y’having trouble picking one?” he questioned, earning a nod from you as you wordlessly pulled away from him, taking a seat at your makeup cluttered vanity, mentally checking out of the frustrating, yet feeble task. rafe was quick to scan the nearly full drawer, the wide array of pinks, lace, and silk underwear causing him to swallow thickly — he needed to see you in every single one. “what about this one, mama?” he held up a baby pink thong with black lace trimmings.
with an annoyed roll of your eyes, you shrugged, “i already wore those, papi — i don’t even want to go out anymore,” you whined, tears of frustration glazing over your usually bright eyes. there goes your spoiled little girl peeking through. “nothing in there looks pretty,” you continued your rant, your words falling deaf to rafe’s ears as he sifted through the drawer, licking over his dry lips as the varying underwear, his mind focused on how he’d push the expensive panties to the side as he fucked you.
rafe’s bright blues widened as his finger hooked into the baby pink a white thong that was adorned with an embroidered pink ‘R’. completely dismissive of your whiny rant, rafe dropped the dainty material atop of your vanity, “put that on, then show me how it looks — m’gonna be doing some work in the office,” he spoke sternly, lightly nudging your chin with his finger, silencing you as you parted your swollen lips to speak. truthfully, rafe didn’t have any important duties to tend to, he simply needed to get away from you before you could see his already tenting hard-on.
you were quick to comply, allowing your robe to carelessly pool on the polished hardwood floor as you stepped into the thin material, gently sliding the thin waistband to sit comfortably on your hips as you your plump lips expanded into a knowing smile at the sight of the baby pink ‘R’ that was sewn into the thong, covering your pussy. your stomach turned with a blushing embarrassment at how giddy the panty made you. crossing your arms over you fully exposed breasts, you scurried out of your bedroom. rafe’s harsh typing pattern can be heard throughout the hallway as your pranced into his office.
rafe raised his head from his laptop with a stoic expression written on his handsome face as he watched you stand awkwardly on your tippy toes, your arms concealing your supple breasts, “don’t do that shy shit, mama — i’ve seen it before,” he sighed — running hand over his shaven face as he laid back in his leather chair, spreading his legs as he shifted his hips. catching just how shy and coy you were being, rafe shut his laptop, pushing it to the far side of his desk.
he’d be damned if you felt anything less than his pretty girl.
“c’mere,” he huffed, his eyebrows furrowed as you walked towards him, your arms remained crossed over the swells of your chest, a slight smile prodding at your swollen lips as rafe gently grabs ahold of your arms, pulling them away from your chest, “there y’go — y’so fuckin’ pretty,” rafe ogles shamelessly, earning a ticklish laugh from you as he pressed a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss to your tummy, causing your hands to softly cradle his head. rafe continued kissing your abdomen, his lips stretching into a knowing smirk as you threw your head back, sighing as rafe brought his lips to the thin strap of your waistband, tugging on it with his sharp teeth.
allowing the strap to snap back against the skin of your hip, a shocked squeak left your swollen lips as rafe’s eyes became hooded, his pupils dilating as he pulled away from you, “get on the desk, keep your legs open,” your doe eyes flickered with confusion as you quickly complied, keeping your shy gaze on rafe as you walked towards the desk, a soft gasp leaving your lips at the feeling of the cold and sturdy wood biting at your plush skin of your ass. with a shaky breath, you leaned back on your forearms, keeping your legs spread as your feet dangled off of the edge of the desk.
“those pretty fuckin’ panties — gonna keep ‘em on while i fuck you, mama,” rafe sighed, his eyes handing now as you lick over your swollen lips, humming sweetly as rafe unbuttons his slacks, pulling his briefs down just enough to free his hard cock, “y’already fucking ruined ‘em, so fuckin’ wet already,” he adds, rubbing his swollen tip up and down against the dampened spot of your panty, pressing his tip against your clothed hole, eliciting a desperate moan from you.
“papi, please fu—” you whined, biting down into your bottom lip as rafe waved a silencing hand, before pulling your panty to the side, his eyes greedily drinking in the slick glisten of your wet folds and puffy clit.
sliding his thick cock into you, with ease, rafe leaned down, one of his arms flexed as he held himself up on the desk, while his free-hand cradled your head, pushing your forehead flush against his. rafe couldn’t help but smile at the way your doe eyes stared dreamily at the way his hips rolled against yours, your lips parted as you struggled to get any words out, aside from a few gritted moans.
parting his lips as means to mock you, rafe’s eyes gazed into yours as he watched you fail to say anything coherent, the sound of your soppy pussy squelching pathetically with each lewd thrust, leaving you a cock-drunk mess, “c’mon, mama — spit it out,” rafe teased, nodding as you simply blinked at him.
swallowing thickly, you let out a shaky breath, your cheeks burning with embarrassment as you wrapped your arms around rafe’s warm neck, whimpering into his collarbone.
“can’t even fuckin’ talk, huh?” rafe chuckled, a low groan leaving his pink lips as he brings his arm around your back, relishing in your sweet moans and whines as he fucked his hips into you, “i know, mama, let it out,” he cooed, his thrusts remaining quick and firm as you cried into his chest, your wet pussy squishing and squelching as you sucked in a sharp breath.
“hmph! s’too sensitive, papi,” you shuddered, pulling your head away from rafe’s neck, your jaw slack open as you stared down at your conjoined hips, your wet eyelashes batting as your watched rafe’s pelvis grow sticky and shiny from your creamy wetness.
pushing your head to lean back against his chest, rafe’s thrusts became hard and deep, earning a high-pitched yelp from you as his hips harshly slapped into yours, “y’can fuckin’ take it, baby — fuck, be a good girl and take it.”
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dollwritesarchive · 2 years
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𝒾𝓉’𝓈 𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸 ⎹ 𝓢.𝓞.
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❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ sangwoo oh x hostage!reader ( f! )
❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.
❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ this is a dark fic. suggested kidnapping, if you know sangwoo then you know how toxic he is, forced freebleeding, humiliation & degradation, noncon, fingering, period smut, lots and lots of blood play & graphic descriptions of blood, masturbation ( him ), face fucking ( and not the way you think ), name calling ( bitch, mostly ), facial
❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 1.9k / mini musing
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“Made another fucking mess?”
you yelp in surprise— you hadn’t heard Sangwoo come in. sitting on your knees in the laundry room, you scramble, nervously, to stuff the crimson stained sheet into the machine before he stomped inside, heart pounding hard in your chest. “Y—you scared me,” you stammered, attempting to redirect his attention away from the laundry, “you’re home earl—“
“You bleed all over the bed again?” he scoffs, shoving both hands into his pockets, glaring down at you. there was so much hatred in his eyes— or was it hunger?— as he looked you over, and then glanced at the machine. “Do you want to get kicked back down to the floor again?” you shake your head, opening your mouth to speak, but he steps forward, squats down, and grabs you by your face, pressing his thumb and forefinger into the supple flesh of your cheeks. you whimper and cower in submission, falling back on to your bum on the floor with your back flat against the washer door and his eyes narrow. “No? You want to keep being my little lapdog?”
“Y—yes.” no. not at all. you wanted to go home; you wanted to run as far and fast away from your captor as your legs would take you, but you knew he might just slice your tongue in half if you ever said that to him. so, you played your part. “P—please let me sleep in the bed… I like when you hold me…” pouring honey in your tone, you plead with him, but he only squeezes your cheeks tighter, “I’ll be more careful!” you yip, clenching fists against the wooden floor. your nails scrape against it, splintering micro shards. “I— I— won’t bleed on the sheets anymore, I promise!” but how could you help it? Sangwoo had shredded every pair of panties he bought you, and then berated you when he had to buy more, until finally, he grew tired of it and stopped buying them. you’d tried to wear the destroyed pairs, but it only angered him. i decide what you can and can’t cover, he’d said as he threw them all away, don’t forget that pussy is mine.
what Sangwoo said was law— you’d come to terms with that.
however, trying to control the blood when you weren’t even allowed underwear, but if it would make Sangwoo stop hurting you in this moment, you’d say whatever he wanted to hear.
Sangwoo wasn’t convinced, or he didn’t care, because he was still just staring at you.
the silence was deafening.
“Sangwoo—“
“Spread your legs.”
your eyes widened at the request, knees turning inwards, trying to close even tighter, but his free hand and one knee were already prying them apart, jamming in the gap to keep them open. you blush, madly. even though your skirt draped between your open thighs, you knew they must’ve been streaked, faintly, with drying blood. Sangwoo’s eyeline falls to them, and then he wrenches the skirt out of the way, ruffling it up on to your lap and you flinch— expecting some certain cruelty. “Are you ashamed of yourself?”
nodding, you nibble on your lip. could you help it? no. but, did Sangwoo have a way that made you feel two feet tall, disgusting, and utterly pathetic? of course he did.
“Let’s see.” he mumbles, before he releases your thigh and clamps his hand over your sex. you choke on a surprised cry when both fingers hook into you, curling fiercely, pumping knuckle deep inside you. Sangwoo’s jaw tightens, his brows furrowing, “That’s not shame that I feel in that cunt,” he growls leaning closer, and you bite your tongue to force the moans to the back of your throat, closing your eyes tightly. snorting through your nostrils, you try to stay as quiet as possible, but it was so damn hard when he was fucking you so rough with his fingers. “That’s lust, isn’t it?”
you shake your head, but you can’t avoid the avid clenching around his knuckles as your walls spasm.
“Shameless and a little, fucking liar.” he spits, using the grip on your face to shove your head back against the washer. the contact is solid, and you see stars behind your lids for a solid second as the base of your scalp stings, and you exhale, your eyelids flittering. “You should feel filthy, you know? Instead, you’re moaning like a bitch in heat while you bleed all over my nice, clean floor.”
“I—I’m sorry!” you whine, but it comes out garbled and broken.
finally, after several more, brutal thrusts, he wrenches his fingers free and you jerk at the sudden emptiness, cringing when you feel more rubies drip on to the floor under you. you’re already panting, eyelashes wet with what would’ve been tears had he tortured you any longer, and you squint as you look up at him once you notice he hadn’t spoken in a moment or two.
what you see truly turns your stomach.
his hand is soaked in crimson, smeared and sparkling from the tips of his fingers to the base of his wrist, and he’s just staring at it, expression unreadable. he’s stood up now, feet flat on the floor in front of you.
“I—I—“ but you didn’t know what to say. should you apologize again? should you say nothing?
the corners of his lip twitch, etching them upwards in a sleazy smirk. “So disgusting—“ but he moaned it, a breathy and husky utterance, and he releases your face to shove his clean hand into his sweatpants, fishing his cock out. your face was sore, and your head was throbbing. when he pulls his manhood free from its fabric confines, you see just how hard he is, and you feel your stomach flip. he could be absolutely cruel when he fucked you, and you didn’t know if you had it in you today— your body might simply give out. the bloody extremity lingers closer to his face, and he tilts his head slowly from one side to the other, examining the webs that drew taut when he spread the soaked digits. but, he was doing something else, too. inhaling, deep. smelling you. taking in the scent of your blood on his fingers. he brings them even closer, his tongue lazing out to drag along his bottom lip. “Heh…” he exhales.
for a moment, you stared, frozen, expecting him to lap at the blood, but he doesn’t. he wraps his bloody fist around the base of his cock and drags it, slowly, up to the tip, squeezing hard as he goes. he groans, blissful, smearing cerise over his sex. “Ahh…” you bite your lip, trying not to stare.
but Sangwoo smirks, arching a brow as he strokes himself, “Doesn’t my cock look so good covered in your blood, bitch?”
you don’t want to see it, and you force yourself to avert your gaze, staring at the wall with your cheeks on fire.
Sangwoo grits his teeth, patience as thin as ever, and grabs a fistful of your hair at the crown of your head with his free hand and uses the grip to drag you forward, “Watch me.” he snarls. you wince, following close to his fist to avoid any painful snatching, and obediently open your eyes. you’re much closer now, face only inches from the swollen head, and he chuckles, raspy, when your eyes widened. he’s slathered your blood over every inch, and is furiously fucking the red fist, hips pistoning in a rhythm you recognize all too well— mercilessly Sangwoo. “Your pussy’s nice as slippery when you bleed like this, bet even my big cock would just slide right in,” he grunts , staring down his torso at you. “Maybe I should pound it out, but I think I might drown in it— fuck.” his jaw tightens, as does the grip on your hair, and you bend to him, inching on your knees to get even closer; just as long as he stopped pulling on your scalp. “Eager, aren’t you, whore? Why don’t you get a closer look?”
with that, Sangwoo guides his length to drape it over your countenance. his warmth always astounded you; for someone so cold, his blood was always boiling. what’s worse is that you can smell yourself on him. sealing your lips tight and closing one eye, you stare up at him with the other, and see just how wickedly he’s smirking. “Feel that?” he mutters, clamping his hand against his cock, creating a canal against your face, “How fucking hard I am right now?” you nod, and his hips start to rock. he was right; his cock was solid and pulsating with a primal need that could only be bloodlust. smearing his manhood over your face, it slides between that and his palm— before long, he’s adapted that same, familiar and cruel pace. “I’ve never been this fucking hard before,” he’s starting to pant— on the brink of an orgasm, you knew, “you did this, you know. The smell of your blood, hng, the feeling of it on my fingers…” Sangwoo tilted his head back, mouth hanging open as he bucked his hips, chasing his high, “This feels so fucking good, so intense.”
your hands were on your thighs, digging your own nails into your skin to keep from pulling away from him, even as he came undone and drizzled warm release over your visage. the musky scent of his cum cocktailing with your blood was enough to make you dizzy. you close your eyes and let him guide your head by the tight vice on your roots, rubbing his cock against it until he was spent and panting, before he shoved you back with a satisfied groan. “Fucking hell.” he said after a moment, pressing his palms on the top of the washer and leaning forward against it to catch his breath. “I think I’m going to have to make you bleed for me more often.” he takes a moment, getting his breath under control, before he gave the top of your head a rough pat, which you cowered beneath. “Clean up your mess and get those sheets washed, they better not stain or I’ll tie them in knots around your neck.” you flinch, but nod obediently, finally opening your eyes again. his release was already getting tacky with the blood on your cheeks, and you swallow hard around the lump in your throat, watching him swagger out into the hall. “And hurry up, I’m starving.”
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menandunderwear · 11 months
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themakeupbrush · 1 year
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I'm stillpretty new to your blog. Not sure if you have touched base on this before.
Do you have any unpopular opinions regarding popular fashion brands or trends?
E.g. i personally don't like ripped jeans. My bff loves them, i always think they'll get shredded up when being washed. And we both hate the micro mini skirt. Fine with short skirts but not so short you can see the bottom of the pocket lining. (If that makes sense).
In terms if brands don't get me started on Balenciaga
I don't know if it's really that I have unpopular fashion opinions and more that I have a very narrow scope of what styles I'm interested in. By and large, it's more things I like vs. things that aren't my style or I'm not interested in.
There's also a big difference between what I like just visually and what I'd actually wear. The things I post on this page, which I love aesthetically, are not at all similar to what I wear in my day to day life. Part of it is that I have several disabilities that mean I often have to prioritize my specific needs, as well as comfort, convenience and function over style. So there's a lot of things I personally don't like simply because they don't work for me.
For overall style trends, I'm not a fan of the the whole Y2K thing because I lived through it so I just thing it's dumb, and I'm also not a big fan of street style and more androgynous fashion because it's just not my style but I'm not like totally against it, it's just not my thing. Same thing with minimalism, my preferences tend toward more extravagant styles so minimalist fashion is just incredibly boring to me.
For specific items of clothing, I can generally appreciate most things if people style them well, but to a certain point. Like, idk I can't get behind a bra as a top. I've seen cute outfits put together with bralettes, but in my mind I still see it as a bra, not a top. I don't hate ripped jeans when styled well, but there are some jeans where the entire leg is hanging out that doesn't end up looking intentional. I also don't like the ultra-platform shoes brands like valentino have been using, the look like diva starz shoes to me. I don't like ultra low-rise clothing because again, I've already lived through that. One thing you will never see me like a whale tail (for those who don't know, that's when the underwear intentionally shows above the pants to show off how low they are).
For brands, I honestly think a lot of the major fashion brands are overrated. They've gotten repetitive and boring and I can't even be bothered to post their shows sometimes. I don't even think this is an unpopular opinion.
As far as things I do like, it could probably best be summarized as fairy barbie mermaid glitter princess, which I think is fairly obvious by scrolling through what I've posted. I don't know if that's popular or unpopular simply because I don't really care.
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battleangel · 6 months
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Youre 40?!
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Every time someone new meets me, they are shocked to hear that I am over 40.
I will be 42 next Saturday.
Society wants you to fear getting old so that you not only fear death but so you also believe the bullshit that when youre in your 40s, you have to "put yourself out to pasture".
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As Madonna said, who is currently having the tour of her career at 65, "Why would I put myself out to pasture just because Im 40?" She was asked this 25 years ago and shes still going strong.
Im almost 42 so no more pigtails.
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No more Pokemon.
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No more wearing outfits I got at dELiA*s, DOTS & Wet Seal 25 years ago when I was 17.
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No more Hello Kitty.
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No more Sanrio.
No more bedazzled jean skirts.
No more y2k aesthetic.
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No being a Y2K Bad Bhabie.
No more hyperness, excitability or quirkiness.
No more jfashion, leather garters, leather chokers, torn fishnets, combat boots & tiaras.
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No getting half a dozen tattoos in a year at 40.
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No quitting your coaching & consulting business, Fortune 500 recruiting & Ivy league career coaching careers at 40 to be a full-time freelance video game podcaster.
No butt dancing with your husband after the Sixers win or making silly TikToks to celebrate birthday sex.
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Youre in your 40s now, act your age.
Whats acting my age?
Stop doing, well, all of the shit you just mentioned. Youre going to be 42, not 22.
Your 1 bedroom apartment looks like a college dorm with all the video game and movie posters.
Why are you still in a 1 bedroom apartment after almost a decade of marriage?
When will you get a house?
When will you get a job?
When will you start another business?
When will you grow up and stop acting like a teenager?
You're 42, why are you 90 pounds, even at 5"1, that is the weight you were at in high school. That is the weight for a teenager not an adult woman.
When will you ever act your age?
Age is nothing but a mindset.
Age is in your mind.
You dont have to fear old age and your body breaking down.
Ive had arthritis for over 20 years and stopped takikg arthritis medication over 3 years ago.
I have severe arthritis in my spine, back and neck and moderate arthritid throughout the joints in my body.
I experience soreness, back and lower spine spasming, tightness and stifness in my joints and my lower spine cracks a lot -- so what?
I use heat pads and CBD cream and just accept it.
If you take a similar approach to aging -- Im going to get older, I am here very temporarily physically manifested as a human being, Im going to die then return to the dreamscape aka the "afterlife" where I originated from as an eternal energetic limitless being.
Then getting older is no bfd and its nothing to fear.
Its just something that happens.
Society teaches us to avoid getting older and to dread it.
Women are taught to lie about it -- "A woman never gives her age" -- why the fuck not?
Women are told to fear getting old, wrinkly and ugly.
I wear crop tops almost every day, long sleeved, short sleeved, sweaters, whatever.
I wear bikinis, booty shorts, micro mini skirts, combat boots, converse wedged heels, pink wigs, blue wigs, green wigs, rainbow wigs, leather pants that show my underwear, rhinestone bralettes, literally whatever the fuck I want.
42 or not.
Whats "42"?
Whats "my 40s"?
Why should I be afraid of "getting old" when Ive had fucking arthritis for over 20 years?
Youre as young AND as old as you feel.
Whats so different about Madonna?
Why cant you keep it pushing at 40?
42?
Why cant you shake your dreads at any age?
Like so many of the "cants" and "shoulds" of this place, they SAY you cant, but you can.
They say you "should", but you dont have to.
By the way, who the fuck is "they"?
And why do you fucking care so much what "they" think?
Live your life booski.
At any and every age.
With no fear of "getting old" or of "death".
They make you fear to control you.
Stop letting them.
Dont put yourself out to pasture in your 40s or at any age!
Im not going to.
Ill be rocking my pigtails, micro mini skirts, booty shorts, pink blue & green wigs, leather garters & chokers, torn fishnets and combat boots into my 50s, 60s and 70s.
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barbaraspinozzi · 2 years
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From the 90-91 Collection. Black stretch tulle dress with white poplin collar and cuffs paired with a metal belt with padlock details. Accessorised with a micro #DGSicilyBag and tulle sock boots.
#DGLeo maxi coat over matching sleeveless pencil dress. Accessorised with sock boots and gold cross #DGJewellery.
Black mini turtleneck dress in stretch tulle and corset with exposed boning. Accessorised with veil, sock shoes and a micro Sicily Bag.
Low-cut laminated pencil dress from the 98-99 Collection with maxi belt from the SS07 Collection. Accessorised with metal mask #DGEyewear, a silver Sicily Bag and matching sock boots.
Urban-style corset with visible boning paired with micro T-shirt featuring the Kim Dolce&Gabbana plaque and ripped front-back denim from the SS99 Collection. Accessorised with crystal mesh terry cloth slippers and belt with vintage #DGLogo.
Inspired by the SS01 Collection. Long black drape tulle dress, with cuts along the body over matching underwear. Accessorised with a DG Logo choker from the 2003 Collection, a transparent Sicily Bag, matching shoes with logo details and stretch tulle gloves.
Vintage black corset bra paired with matching lycra shrug. Accessorised with chaps boots attached to a garter-like waist belt with DG Logo plate and a double-face Sicily Bag.
Optical white robe with baroque design from the @dolcegabbana_casa Collection over destroyed, oversize denim with double-effect on the front and silver crystal mesh underwear. Accessorised with terry slippers with crystal mesh details, choker and cross earrings.
Pearl grey chiffon dust coat, inspired by the SS07 Collection, over matching floral bodice and leggings with soft blush details. Accessorised with a grey mini-maxi Sicily Bag, Kim choker and matching eyewear.
Discover more at the link in bio.
#CiaoKim
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snowver41 · 2 years
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fashioneditswebsite · 1 month
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7 spring trends we can’t wait to wear
Seven spring trends, from floral prints to metallic finishes, will make you love spring, and I can help you learn to style them like a pro. When we flick through fashion shows, it’s with great excitement and anticipation… moreover, how these costume dramas will be reimagined into wearable, must-have items that we can’t wait to see. And with firm favorites enjoying a bijou update and sexy separates coming into play, here’s what we're looking forward to wearing when these key looks land in-store… 1. Short shorts View this post on Instagram A post shared by NINA RICCI (@ninaricci) Looking for the latest spring fashion trends? Look no further than the runway, where the micro short is making a comeback. The warmer months are all about baring more, and for the spring/summer season, the mini has been pushed aside in favor of the micro short. That’s right. From Paris to Milan, models strutted the catwalk in the shortest of shorts, making it one of the top 7 spring trends. Nina Ricci perfected the look with fishnet tights, setting the tone for sexy but sophisticated, while Max Mara paired them with silk shirts, oversized canvas jackets, and strappy heels. Either way, stylish neutrals, snakeskin prints, and clean tailoring signal spring chic. Reiss ALC 2. High-waisted View this post on Instagram A post shared by Ralph Lauren (@ralphlauren) Sure to be a big hit, high-waisted trousers are universally flattering. If you’re after you're more inches, they lengthen the leg. The key is to choose the highest style that’s right. As seen at Aadnevik, Rokh, Ralph Lauren, and Emporio Armani, wear it with a cropped top or tailored jacket—or, as a twist on an old favorite, a bandeau top with a bare midriff to show off your waist. 3. White dress View this post on Instagram A post shared by Michael Kors (@michaelkors) Furthermore, it's hard to deny the fact that a white maxi dress has a certain wanderlust and dreamy vibe to it. It can instantly put us in a sunny mood and evoke a sense of love. Designers including Michael Kors, Stella McCartney, Valentino, and Susan Fang embraced the allure of broderie anglaise and ruffles for a breezy, fresh take on fashion’s most romantic silhouette. Wearing your diaphanous dress with T-bar flat sandals or white platform trainers will add a casual edge. 4. Craft View this post on Instagram A post shared by Valentino (@maisonvalentino) Bridging the gap between boho and artisan, the craft trend channels crochet, fringes, tassels, and embellishment… in a word, craftwork. As seen at Bottega Veneta, giant pom poms adorning crochet dresses, laser-cut florals at Valentino, twisted strands, and fringing at Asai. Furthermore, once the high street adopts these eclectic creations, you can expect to see toned-down, tactile pieces with fluidity and skillfully placed decoration. Marine Layer Sandro 5. Florals View this post on Instagram A post shared by RODARTE (@rodarte) Flower power and plush posies spoke volumes on the runway, with petal prints, petal-shaped curves, and all things floral flourishing in the new collections. Highlights included Burberry, Paul Costelloe, and Rodarte. In their ready-to-wear collection, the latter teamed a silk, floral-patterned, bias-cut slip dress with a floor-length, pink silk cape… stunning. Additionally, it's worth noting whether you're going for a dress and cape combo, which is perfect for glamorous garden parties. Or opting for fancy florals that focus on feeling feminine, both options are perennial staples that never go out of style. Reformation Ulla Johnson 6. Transparent skirt View this post on Instagram A post shared by ERDEM (@erdem) There are many ways to make this new addition to your wardrobe work for you. Models at Erdem, Jayne Pierson, and Louis Vuitton wore sheer skirts with visible underwear. You can modify this trend with high-waisted hot pants or opaque tights. Consider matching panties with lace, sequins, or trims of the same color for a daring look. Maje Paris Gucci 7. Metallics View this post on Instagram A post shared by Louis Vuitton (@louisvuitton) Be it a slither of silver or full-on crystals, this is your summer to shine… Zara JCrew Silver sirens have been on the runway for a while, causing some déjà vu. Alexander McQueen, Schiaparelli, Courrèges, and Roksanda—to name a few—are still showing their love to lamé and metallics… and so are we. Furthermore, whereas some looks encourage you to play it safe with accessories, more is more with metallics. This is excellent news if you fancy a pair of eye-catching silver kitten heels – the shoe for S/S24 – to rock with your silver trousers. Additionally, you could consider getting a slick silver handbag to match your dazzling silver dress whenever you go out. Either way, silver is the standout performer on our wish list. Alexander McQueen S/S24, Paris Fashion Week Read the full article
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A miniskirt is a skirt with a hemline far above the knees, typically at mid-thigh level, and typically no longer than 10 cm below the buttocks. it may also be separated as a miniskirt or simplified to just a mini. a minidress or miniskirt dress is a dress with such a hemline. A micro-mini skirt or microskirt is a miniskirt with a hemline that ends at the upper thigh, at, or just below the crotch or underwear level.
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The Benefits of Wearing a High Waisted Bikini.
The most crucial thing to do is to have confidence in order to appear seductive and make sure that your swimwear flatters your body type. Accepting and feeling at ease with your size is important. Try to be healthy rather than slim. Make sure you feel comfortable wearing it, whether it's a one-piece, high waisted bikini, or a two-piece costume. Your attitude and how confident you are will determine whether or not your swimming outfit looks well.
A plus size woman's best buddy may be a high waisted bikini. It provides complete covering, aids in hiding unwanted fat, and makes you appear leaner and more toned. Previously, these bikinis were only offered in monotone hues, but now, a number of apparel and swimwear brands, including Alanna Murray, are introducing a fresh and intriguing selection of high waisted swimsuits.
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You ought to choose for bikinis created from stretchy, breathable cloth. Stretchable material provides a better and more comfortable fit while breathable fabric minimises excessive sweating. Make sure your bikini is the appropriate size. This is much more crucial if you choose a high waisted design. This is because this style of bikini draws attention to your lower half, and when it becomes wet, a tight or baggy fitting will ruin the overall appearance. As they hold the shape with a superior fit, heavier materials should be chosen over fragile ones.
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High waisted bikinis give you complete covering, allowing you to conceal all of your problem areas, including love handles, a large waistline, a protruding belly, and heavy hips. Additionally, this design provides additional coverage for the bikini area, reducing the risk of infection when swimming. However, some women think it appears more like a beach diaper than a seductive swimsuit. If you fall into this category, don't worry—just get one with a little skirt and turn your long underwear into a flirty micro mini!
Remember that a beautiful bikini alone won't do; it must also fit well for your body type, complement your skin tone and hair colour, and most importantly, make you feel good about yourself. To finish the style, you should also accent it effectively with a bold necklace or a unique pair of handcuffs. So, all you need to do is enjoy the beach season in glitz and style by donning a beautiful high waisted bikini!
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