Corset

Velvet Vixen holds the strapless velvet corset up to her chest and arches a brow at herself in the mirror.

“Mmm. Hello, scandal.”

It’s a deep royal purple, trimmed in fine black boning that cinches the waist in just the right way. The subtle rhinestones along the neckline catch the light with every sway, and the way it laces up the back? Well, let’s just say Kendrick knows exactly the kind of attention that will draw—and from whom.

She slips it on and begins the slow, practiced ritual of tightening the ribbons.

“Tight enough to look good. Not tight enough to stop me from breathing. Much.”

Once fastened, she strikes another pose in the mirror—shoulders back, lips pouting, hand on her hip.

“So far, so fabulous.”

Now she just needs to finish the ensemble.