#Faux Patent Leather Leggings

[womenofwrestlingfashion]

Maya Blazer Dress in Leopard from Betsey Johnson ($89.98 - on sale)

Sakkas Metallic Liquid Mock Neck Turtleneck Long Sleeve Crop Top in Black from Amazon ($27.99)

Faux Patent Leather Leggings from Spanx ($110)

Adult Spandex Elbow Length Costume Gloves in Leopard from Amazon ($11.29)

Idris Bootie in Leopard from Betsey Johnson ($59.99 - on sale)

[leathercollectionus]

Red Leather Pants for Ladies

Red leather pants for ladies are made of best quality leather. With features like soft leather, slim fit zipper with button closure jeans-style two front slide-in pockets and two back pockets, and also zippered legs.

Red Leather Pants for Ladies

[femmefatalevibe]

Femme Fatale Guide: My Fall Wardrobe Essentials

Pima cotton long-sleeve tees (I like the Supima ones from Everlane for every day)

Contour body suits (I like the Express Bodycon Compression line and Spanx bodysuits in vegan leather/silk)

Silk button downs

Structured cotton button-down

Cashmere sweaters (crewneck, turtleneck, polo neck, etc. – Everlane, Nadaam, and Cuyana are great affordable options)

Zippered knitwear (I like options from Pixie Market, Naadam, COS, Ganni, Helmut Lang, Nanushka, and more)

Black high-waisted tailored trousers (bootcut, flared, and straight leg)

Black high-waisted jeans (straight and bootcut for me!)

Elevated stretch pants (I like the Norma Kamali Boot Pant and Spanx Perfect Pant for this)

Cashmere trouser

Cashmere hoodie

Thick, well-structured black sweatshirt

High-waisted straight-leg leather pants

Long-sleeve black sweater dress

Maxi-length black satin slip dress

Leather/quilted/tweed mini skirt

Long knit skirt (love a co-ord top for this, too)

Perfectly-tailored longline, single-breasted black blazer

Tailored hourglass blazer

Leather blazer

Classic leather moto jacket

Cropped patent leather jacket

Lightweight wool/satin duster coat

Black cotton trench/leather trench coat

Black tweed jacket with elevated hardware

Structured black wool coat

Leather puff jacket

Minimalist white sneakers

Black block-heeled, sleek square-toed/pointy-toe boots

Modern black loafers

Croc-embossed black boot

Black moto/lace-up boot or minimalist platform boot

Stiletto heel, pointy toe black boot (one short and one knee high length to dress up any outfit)

Western-inspired boot

Sleek and sexy black pumps

Structured black tote/shoulder bag

Structured crossbody bag

Small shoulder bag

Novelty/fun top handle bag (beaded, croc-embossed, crystal-embellishments, etc.)

Seamless bras/underwear

Control-top black tights (sheer and opaque)

Comfortable white and black ankle/crew socks

A cashmere, silk, or faux fur everyday scarf

Fingerless gloves

Chunky chain necklaces/bracelets

Delicate gold and silver chains (necklaces and bracelets)

Mixed-metal rings

Diamond-encrusted & cocktail rings

Ear cuffs and threader earrings

High-waisted shapewear shorts

Cashmere or silk loungewear/pajamas

A lace teddy

Cozy slippers

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

pictures of you, m | myg

pairing(s): yoongi x reader; mentions of jungkook x reader

summary: You like taking photos of your boyfriend, Min Yoongi. Just for you. Although you've tried, and will continue to try, to convince Yoongi to to make porn. Why? Because he's sexy, that's why.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; established relationship (yg/you); mentions of sex work - yes, technically Yoongi has been in the photos with his face hidden but we'd like to see more; light smut (fem reader, intense making out, fingering, heavy petting, slight D/s themes); fluff tbh; non-idol!AU - (secret) sex worker!reader x music producer!Yoongi, mentions of video editor / photographer!Jungkook

part of _thehornedsin au, but can be read alone

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“What are you doing?”

“I just want to take pictures of you.”

“Usually, people don’t wear Louis Vuittons and a gown to take photos of other people.”

You carefully placed one of said black heels on his chest and brought the camera to your eye, feeling and seeing a pair of hands reach up to encircle your ankle. Deft fingers fanning out to crown your step with his touch. Through the lens, you could see the open black dress shirt. Prominent collarbones, silver necklace tangled around that slim neck. Gleaming porcelain skin and parted lips. Hazy, half-lidded, dark brown eyes under smoked liner.

Min Yoongi’s long hair was messy, black, and sprawled out over the white backdrop.

You took a photo.

The side of his pink lips quirked upwards.

You make the move to remove your foot but Yoongi spread his hands over the patent leather, gripping tightly. You had only put a little pressure on the ball of your foot, but most of your weight was on your other leg standing beside his body.

You cocked an eyebrow at him, lowering the camera.

He matched your nonchalant, almost-bored expression with his own eyebrow tick.

Neither of you said anything.

You pressed the sharp heel into his skin just a little. Giving him the hint. The half-smile grew wider. A sensual sigh leaving those sinful lips. You felt him shift, his back arching a little, and the tip of the stiletto dug in deeper, indenting inward right below his ribs.

You raised the camera again and took another photo.

Looked down at it, admiring your boyfriend in the preview screen. One of his hands was further up your calf, the other along your heel, as if he was making the photographer step on him. Black satin from the sides of your gown draped along the edges of the shot, casting shadows along the bottom half. The silk dress shirt had fallen more open, pooling by his sides. Black strands draped over his forehead, highlighting his closed eyes and the masochistic gratification gently spread over his features.

You felt your inhale still in your throat.

“Yoongi, I think you should make porn.”

He smirked below you.

“No.”

You sighed in faux disappointment. After all, you got to keep the photos.

“Let me take a photo of you.”

You chuckled, removing your leg from his grasp. With force. “I haven’t put on any makeup.”

“You never need it.”

“You do with these lights. They wash you out.”

“Get down here.”

It was not that easy of a feat. Vuitton didn’t make shoes meant for immediate on-the-knees activities. The corseted, black satin gown was also a slight pain-in-the-ass, not to mention the heavy camera in your hands that wasn’t yours. Now that he was your photographer, Jeon Jungkook left a set of his work things in your home studio. Made life easier for him.

Sometimes, you borrowed it to photograph your boyfriend, Min Yoongi.

“This is better.”

Thanks to the high silt in the gown, Yoongi’s hands were on your ass and squeezing hard, long fingers digging into the softness as he bunched fabric up to your waist. Your knees on the ground. For someone who wished that he was horizontal for more than half of his life, Min Yoongi sure knew how to sit up quickly. He was pulling you to him and you were resisting, tilting the lens of the camera so the plastic hit his bare chest, keeping a measured distance between yourself and those playful dark eyes.

“At least let me put this down.”

His finger was toying with the side of your panties, slipping under and following the curve. He ticked his head. “Put it down then,” he echoed. Drew out the syllables in his deep, raspy voice.

You put down the camera beside you and him.

Careful with it.

It was a precious treasure, even more so considering the contents.

Yoongi shoved a finger into your pussy and placed his palm behind your head, pulling you into a kiss.

You wondered why he always said no. Other than being a famous music producer and all. Well, you knew that was the major reason that Yoongi would never join you in your erotic photography, but there was a difference between a I-would-but-I-can’t no and the no he gave you. The refusal Yoongi gave you was an anxious one and you wondered why that was because he was so, so sexual. On every level. From the way his long hair brushed against your cheeks, to the way he held your head, crowning his fingers around the base of your skull, to the slow slide of his finger in and out of you despite the layers of clothes, none of these obstacles bothering him, none of them obscuring the lust in every kiss, lips to lips, and you wondered why Yoongi thought he shouldn’t make porn.

Warm and wet dripping down.

He sighed into your mouth and slid in another finger, moaning into your throat.

Your fingers followed his cheekbone, his jaw, his soft skin under the pads of your touch, and you kissed him again, again, remembering that he didn’t like kissing when you first met him. He liked to fuck, of course, but he didn’t seek to kiss. Not because he didn’t want to kiss you, you learned, but because he did, and that was frightening to him, being addicted to a kiss.

All because it was from you.

“There is no one more beautiful,” Yoongi whispered, rough and breathless.

You ran your fingers through his soft locks with a contented sigh.

“I’m looking at him,” you murmured back.

His eyes darted away. A soft smile found its way to your lips. He was fully ruining your panties by shoving them to the side and firmly stuffing his fingers in all the way to his knuckles, repeatedly, sucking in a breath as he felt your pussy squeeze them, pulsing. You were more in his lap now, his erection against your thigh fighting for dear life in those loose black pants, but it was clear that he wanted this instead, your arms on his shoulders and his face in your hands, cradling the sides of his head with your fingers fanned out.

Like a blooming lotus flower.

Yoongi looked up at you again, pink lips parted.

You closed the distance, your hair falling over your shoulder, rolling your hips into his hand as you kissed him again.

I’m better with you.

I make porn. I’m not a good person by society’s standards.

Doesn’t matter, because I know that I am better with you.

Yoongi often told you his music was better now that you were his. It was experience too, but you understood what he meant, because your erotica was better ever since he became yours too. He wasn’t in the photos, but he was. In the way you posed, knowing all the angles he liked. In your selection of lingerie, keeping in mind the parts of your body he enjoyed most – all, duh – and in every photographed expression, sensual, seductive, unafraid. It didn’t matter if you were always blindfolded.

Your lips could tell a story.

He hit that depth and speed you liked.

You smiled against his lips, tangling your fingers in his hair.

Dark brown orbs watching you under lashes and you could feel the fierce love in them, unrelenting and unwavering, almost childish in stubbornness, and so what was there to fear when you had something so raw and so powerful standing beside you?

He made you even more confident in your sexual nature.

You licked his lower lip playfully.

Yoongi caught your tongue with his teeth and sucked on it, devious glint in the narrowing of his eyes.

Shallow breath, rising heat, push and pull, riding his hand as he fingered you, closer, closer, almost there and he shoved another finger in, making you gasp and cutting off the rise, the slight despair adding to the pleasure. The sound. Wet and lewd and hunger. Hard and fast and deep, so deliberate it was maddening. Shared gaze so intense it made your core clench and your pussy shiver. Soaked inner thighs, sweet heady scent of sex, so strong you could taste it even as Yoongi sucked on your tongue, still holding your head to him, your entire body shuddering.

He let go.

A hot exhale escaping from your lips, washing over his open mouth.

Stinging bliss, all over and pooling at the base of your hips, spilling, spilling in vicious throbs within your inner walls, clamping down on his long fingers buried deep inside, and your head tipped back, palms molded to his head, your taut fingers laced with black strands spread out, mirroring the shadow of a blooming lotus flower.

Yoongi smiled as he watched the lustful pleasure ripple over your face.

“I look ten times more stupid orgasming than you do,” he hummed.

You laughed, shaking your head, slowly rocking your hips to extend the feeling. “You do tend to bark out ‘fuck’ a lot more. It’s charming.”

“Mmm.” He slid his fingers out of you and raised his hand. Separated them, admiring the way your viscous juices clung and collected around his knuckles. “I think Jungkook could do porn.”

You calmly smiled as Yoongi licked his hand clean right in front of your face. “I doubt it. He’s impatient and needy.”

He cocked a shoulder. “He needs training.” Pink tongue curling around his knuckles.

“And the tattoos?”

Yoongi shrugged again. “Put a sleeve on that arm, tie him up, blindfold. No one’s gonna know.”

“He likes saying my name during sex a little too much,” you pointed out as Yoongi lowered his hand, then paused, seeing your fingertips resting on his bare chest. He reached over and wrapped his wet fingers around your hand, bringing it lower.

“Like I said, he needs training.”

“Your friend is naughty and unruly.”

Yoongi molded your palm to his covered, twitching erection, locking eyes with you. You were about to look down but his other hand came up and his knuckles rested on your chin, keeping you facing him as he rubbed your hand over his hard cock through his pants.

“I know, but he’s cute when he begs.”

You tightened your grip, pressing your entire hand against his length. His cock jerked in his pants, begging for more. His hand was still damp, but there was dampness under his pants too. Pre-cum soaking his boxer briefs. Yoongi was using that raspy Daegu satoori with you now. Hm. Sly. Knew exactly what he was doing. He was still massaging himself with your hand, undeterred by your interference.

Maybe even welcomed it.

“And you?” you breathed out in a smoky, dangerous whisper.

The side of his lips curved upwards.

The most devious smirk.

“Fuck me,” Yoongi whispered.

Soft and slow. Hot exhale, savoring the words, drawing it out. Dark eyes barely visible under lowered lashes and with a tone an octave away from desperate. Gripping your hand around his length, letting your feel the hardness and the pulsating twitch of dirty desire. And then he did the unthinkable.

He bit the right side of his lower lip and said it better.

“Fuck me, please.”

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in case you want the visual

(this photo poster was sent in emails for winners of the Seoul tix raffle and, yes, I saw it and my imagination went places, what, he didn't do bite his lip to be innocent)

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[phrynefishersfrocks]

Phryne's third outfit of "Murder Under the Mistletoe" (Season 2, Episode 13) is a festive ski suit, with a red and white coat, cream pants, and tall leg warmers.

Appropriate to the holiday, Miss Fisher's coat is a rich red and mink checkerboard patterned wool and faille. It has a white insert down the front with eleven buttons with beveled centers and a pointed tip. Two inserts of main fabric, also with pointed ends, are seen beneath each arm, ending at her hip and connecting the longer sections of the front and back. A jaunty belt in the same fabric attached with white buttons at the back adds visual interest and balance to the coat. Her cuffs are trimmed with white faux fur and triangular wool faille flaps are attached to the base, which is an original 1920's skiwear design to ensure visibility in the snow.

Her cream pants are woollen twill, split and buttoned slightly above her calf. Long wool leg warmers with red stripes at the top and ankle add a layer of warmth and fashion to her look.

Prior to the twentieth century, skiing as a sport was dominated by men, and women's skiwear was limited to long, heavy skirts. After the first winter Olympics in 1924, specialized skiwear garments became widely popular, and it became acceptable for women to don the much more functional trousers on the slopes.

Phryne finishes her ensemble with red patent leather ski shoes, designed to snap into wooden skis, and a pair of clear crystal earrings.

Season 2, Episode 13 - "Murder Under the Mistletoe"

Screencaps from here, promotional photos from the official Facebook (x, x), costume exhibition photos from Bobbin & Baste and the Paramatta Sun, skiwear research from PowderHound.

[styleofdiamandis]

BLACK LIVES MATTER: MARINA IN ADIDAS JUMPSUIT

Over the past few days I’ve gathered a couple of looks from 2020 to 2019 that I haven’t posted yet (forgive meeeeee!). But hey, better late than never! Here’s what Marina wore to the Black Lives Matter Protest in London back on June 7th, 2020.

The Greek-Welsh singer kept it comfortable yet stylish in a cool jumpsuit by German cult label Adidas! Featuring a shirred waist and zip-up front, this easy-to-style jumpsuit also has the label’s signature 3 stripe detail and logo embroidered on its leg.

Marina also wore these KISS Eyewear retro-inspired rectangle sunglasses with rivet dot details.

Next, Marina rocked her vintage Betsey Johnson beach ball neon multi-color faux patent leather shoulder bag with sea-themed charms in gold ($78.00 - sold out) which was exclusively sold at Macy’s.

Finally, her colorful and silver metallic sneakers are the Baisley sneakers by Bronx!

[coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe]

2003 Revamped Designs: Kirby

Tags: @tantamount-treason@piratewithvigor@thedollmaker16

Blacklight Bandit design details (Wrestling/On TV):

Her mask is made of E.V.A foam and has a faux ponytail, like Kane's mask during the team Hell No era having faux hair attached, except it's a long ponytail that reaches her mid back.

The ponytail is attached on the inside and pulled through a small hole in the top, back portion of the mask.

The pouches around her waist are made from cloth and are for her entrance gear only, it has a snap buckle at the back.

She is holding a PVC pipe, but this is only to bonk people backstage on the head if they make her angry/annoyed.

(She would absolutely be the one who bonks you on the head and sends you to horny jail)

Her gloves (without the gauntlets) and her jacket are made of faux leather with neon orange embellishments. The jacket is part of her entrance gear.

Her gauntlets are also made of E.V.A foam and are only for her entrance gear, they have a slit down the centre so they can be removed easily but not come off randomly (for example, they won't just fly off her arm during a promo, or during an amped up Hardy-style entrance, or something).

Her bodysuit is made of spandex to keep it skin-tight but she can unzip it if she needs to change.

The outer parts of her legs are padded to give added protection and the suit has no sleeves, the top half just loops around her neck.

(That choice was made because Kirby wanted 'one strap' to reference André's black singlet)

K.Rou (pronounced Krow) design details (Music/At Home/Referee):

Around her neck is the heart locket Shane gave her for Christmas 2001 with Lilith's first ultrasound and first baby photo inside.

Patented 'Tired Mama Face' with only lipstick on because having children who eat pancakes for breakfast like every morning and are therefore on a sugar high during their home-schooling sessions is tough.

(Also too tired to put her hair up, because who cares if it gets in her face or in her mouth, she don't)

Faux leather bracelets gifted to her by Lita because 'friends give friends bracelets and they look badass'.

Hawaiian shirt with a bird and flowers design from her Samoan cousins.

(2 of whom are her Black Rose band mates: Eddie 'Umaga' Fatu & Rosey)

Cargo pants with a belt because she may be close with the Hardy boyz, but she's still gonna wear pants correctly because function over form, despite what Jeff says.

Striped nail polish to go with her referee bra/top, because matching is nice, refereeing matches is not when you would rather be with your kids.

Green and black wedding ring because she is the Morticia to Shane's Gomez, height difference and all.

[millasboutique]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Spanx Faux Patent Leather Leggings - High Rise Pants - Women's Small 20301R.

[womenofwrestlingfashion]

Raw 8/21/23

Becky wore the Faux Leather Biker Jacket in Black from River Island (on sale for $40), Faux Patent Leather Leggings in Black from Spanx ($128) and Air Jordan 11 Low Retro Sneaker in Cool Grey from Nike (sold out)

[stylesurrender]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Cape Robbin | Trenton Patent Leather Lug Sole Boots.

[jalvarez4131]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: SPANX Women's Black Faux Patent Leather Leggings Sz. L.

[gizellestore]

Women Thigh High Kinky Over The Knee Stiletto Boots- Silver Patent

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[prestige-fashion-world]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Spanx Faux Patent Leather Leggings Bkack Size S/P NWT $128.

[radikalrags]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Spanx Faux Patent Leather High Waist Leggings Size Large.

[charmyposh-blog]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Steve Madden Sandals.

[cococouture]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 10-2446-M8 Black VEGAN Leather Like Leggings by LY.