White Lies Blazer

Just respond, "Yes." They'll never know the difference. After all, they're the ones who assumed you're a VIP. You shoot the doormen a coy look, and toy playfully with decorative button holding this floral lace blazer closed. Your black cocktail dress peeks out faintly beneath this Moon Collection garment's translucent white lining, and your form looks svelte beneath its slight shoulder pads and tailored seams. "But of course. I'm meeting Mr. Law inside," yo... More

Just respond, "Yes." They'll never know the difference. After all, they're the ones who assumed you're a VIP. You shoot the doormen a coy look, and toy playfully with decorative button holding this floral lace blazer closed. Your black cocktail dress peeks out faintly beneath this Moon Collection garment's translucent white lining, and your form looks svelte beneath its slight shoulder pads and tailored seams. "But of course. I'm meeting Mr. Law inside," you say, flashing a sultry smile. And, before you can blink twice, you're in. The walls are lined by tables, covered in crisp white table cloths and piled high with delicacies. An ornate ice sculpture is displayed artfully in one corner, and an immaculate chandelier hangs over the dance floor. You order a glass of red from the bar, and take a seat at a table. The glittering floral applique of sequins and pearly white beads near your left shoulder catches the eye of a dapper stranger, and it takes nothing more than a flirtatious glance to lure the mysterious individual to your side. "May I?" they inquire, gesturing to a seat. You give them a sideways glance, pretending to consider their inquiry for dramatic effect. "I suppose," you say. You smile smugly - this is going to be one interesting night.

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