Since after her Oscar, Anne Hathaway seemed to have kept her head down. Her style has become really dull, but during 2018 it seemed that her love for fashion has returned.
Last night, at the Golden Globe she chose to wear an unexpected leapord print Elie Saab gown. It’s unexpected because it’s an Elie Saab dress without any embellishments and because it’s Anne Hathaway wearing it.
Other than that I think it striking and memorable. I love her shining straint hair and her gorgeous earrings.
This may be my favorite of the “camouflage” dresses the crew wear to blend in with the crowd at the Met Gala. Sadly, they only appear for a short time onscreen, and we don’t get a chance to see them from multiple angles, so I’m very glad the dress has been exhibited. I didn’t even realize that it’s actually a sleeveless dress with a matching coat/cape.
I love the subtle sprinkling of colored beads over the shoulders. They’re not separately visible onscreen, but they add a richness to the color.
hiii, could you do a prompt where debbie comes home only to find a very very horny lou riding a dildo in their bedroom floor so she punishes her by making her keep riding the dildo while she fucks her ass w a strap till she cant take it (bonus if theres ALOT of dirty talk) <3
I’m sorry I was such a tease this morning. Let me make it up to you?
Debbie considered the text for a moment before looking down at her watch with a smirk. If she left now, she could beat Lou home from the club and set up a surprise, which was even better than going for the makeup sex route. Lou wouldn’t know what hit her.
“Tam,” Debbie cleared her throat. “If that’s it, I’m gonna head back to—“
“Lou?” Tammy rolled her eyes.
“The loft,” Debbie snapped. “It’s getting late.”
“Riiiight,” Tammy nodded. “Whatever you say, Deb. Go ahead. Head back into the city. Just tell Lou I say hi if you ever manage to come up for air.”
“Shut up,” Debbie hissed, snatching her trench coat off the couch as she threw her bag over her shoulder.
“Love you too,” Tammy sang.
Debbie wanted to play mad for a second, even if it was pretend, but she couldn’t keep the excitement off her face as she grabbed Lou’s keys, practically jumping into the Toyota, stilettos slamming on the gas as she raced out of suburban hell and towards the city.
She considered her options. She only had an hour or so once she made it back. Lou wasn’t keeping late nights out at the club like she used to since Debbie had been back, making it a priority for them to have time together and have some sense of normalcy between the two, like family dinner, as if that small little gesture made up for the fact that they were high profile criminals, but it made Debbie’s heart flutter all the same.
She wanted to surprise Lou, but it was hard to throw someone for a loop who knew you like the back of your hand and vice versa. If she got in the shower, she knew Lou would climb in after her the second she heard the water falling. But she could also wait in bed so the blonde saw her the second she came upstairs to kick off her boots and change into some boxers and a t-shirt. The question was: sexy lingerie or completely naked?
Being able to surprise her partner made her positively giddy and she couldn’t believe that this was who Debbie Ocean was now. Even more, that she was thrilled to be this person. But she wouldn’t have changed it for the world.
Her heart was thrumming in her chest, fingertips drumming against the steering wheel until she was finally back at the loft, parking the truck and sprinting into the apartment, darting up the steps before taking a deep breath to gather herself. Lingerie, she thought. Something new that Lou hadn’t seen yet. She had her own secret stash she’d started in an abandoned closet drawer that she kept adding to every time she found a piece she knew would drive the blonde crazy.
Excited to surprise Lou with a little something, and she meant little, Debbie swung open the bedroom door, her mouth dropping open in shock as she found Lou on the floor, moaning and grinding, one hand steadying herself against the ground, the other massaging one of her breasts, her t-shirt bunched up and stuck underneath her arm, creamy skin exposed from her ribs to her toes, as Debbie’s eyes seemed to glaze over at the sight, the blonde none the wiser.
Debbie watched for a moment in awe as Lou rocked herself forward, the brunette realizing that she was Fucking herself against a dildo, Debbie’s brain practically short circuiting as she watched, her panties growing wet as Lou cried out.
“Fuck, Debbie! Fuck, your strap feels so good. I’m—“
“Couldn’t even make it to the bed?” Debbie asked, suddenly unable to keep quiet anymore, her thighs rubbing together of their own volition as she stood in the doorway, clit twitching and nipples hard just at the sight of the blonde.
“Debbie,” the blonde gasped, turning towards the doorway.
“And here I was thinking of how to make up for my teasing this morning,” Debbie breathed walking closer to the blonde as she looked down at her. “Looks like you figured out a way to take the edge off, baby.”
“I’m not sorry,” Lou laughed, tugging at Debbie’s blouse, trying to pull her level to the ground with her where she still sat, kneeling against the floor, her nipples poking through her t-shirt making Debbie swallow thickly.
“You’re very distracting like this,” Debbie whispered, her eyes trailing down to between Lou’s legs, where the dildo still sat, completely inside the blonde, her thighs clenching it tight, not moving.
“I couldn’t help—“
“I know,” Debbie smiled, brushing her hand through the blonde’s hair before kissing the crown of her head, her face gentle and soft as Lou looked up at her, eyes fluttering closed.
“Debs,” Lou breathed, rocking back slightly against her heels.
“You don’t have to stop,” Debbie smirked, looking down at the blonde as she squirmed.
“It feels too good,” Lou whispered. “I had—I needed—it felt so Fucking good imagining you inside me like this. Fucking me hard.”
“Tell me,” Debbie whispered, combing a section of Lou’s hair back as she tugged it tight, pulling her head back as the blonde gasped. “You were getting ready to go into work. Something stopped you. Something made you feel good. Too good. So good you couldn’t concentrate. Couldn’t get dressed. When was it? Were you slipping on a new pair of pants? Realized your panties had been soaked all day? Wettest you’ve been in ages? Did you swipe your fingers through your folds because you couldn’t believe how god damn wet you were? Thinking about me? Holding your fingers up to your mouth and sucking on them. Wishing it was me cleaning you off? And then you needed those fingers inside you. Needed me inside you. But even that wasn’t enough. Was it?”
“Fuck,” Lou cried out, her nails digging into Debbie’s thighs behind her as she rode the dildo, grinding against it with a fury.
“You want me inside you, baby?”
“Yes, god,” Lou panted, still rocking her hips, crying out again. “But I—“
“I know,” Debbie cooed, brushing her hair back. “You don’t want to stop. It feels too good.”
“But—“ Lou protested, interrupting herself with another deep moan as her eyes rolled back, Debbie moaning with her at the sight, letting go as she threw off her slacks and thong, sprinting over to the dresser and pulling out Lou’s weathered harness, grabbing one of their dildos as she pushed it through the ring, tightening it against her before she got down on her knees, crawling towards the blonde. “Debs?” Lou panted, looking confused for only a moment before Debbie was pushing her forward, the blonde gasping as Debbie threw herself against Lou’s back, taking the dildo in her hands and driving it into the blonde as she let out a string of curses, grinding forward even harder, the sound of slick wetness sounding through the air as Debbie slammed into her, her hips slamming against Lou’s as she spanked her.
“You’re so naughty like this,” Debbie hissed. “So rebellious. Two cocks inside you, Lou? You dirty girl. So needy for me. So wet for me.”
“Fuck, Debbie. Deb, I can’t, I’m—“
“Come on, baby,” Debbie hissed. “Come hard for me, Lou.”
“How many drinks in are you?” Lou laughed, raising an eyebrow. “I like this Tammy. She’s vile. What did you do with my dork of a goody goody best friend?”
“My best friends are in love,” Tammy smiled, resting her chin on her hand, looking off into the distance. “What’s better than that? I mean, Lou. Did you ever think we’d be having some little engagement dinner soirée like this with our little group of convicts?”
“I really didn’t,” Lou shook her head. “Speaking of convicts,” she nodded towards the door.
“There’s my new favorite little sister!” Danny bellowed, giving the two women a wave as he strolled down the corridor, his arms opened wide.
“How many drinks in are you?” Lou laughed, raising an eyebrow. “I like this Tammy. She’s vile. What did you do with my dork of a goody goody best friend?”
“My best friends are in love,” Tammy smiled, resting her chin on her hand, looking off into the distance. “What’s better than that? I mean, Lou. Did you ever think we’d be having some little engagement dinner soirée like this with our little group of convicts?”
“I really didn’t,” Lou shook her head. “Speaking of convicts,” she nodded towards the door.
“There’s my new favorite little sister!” Danny bellowed, giving the two women a wave as he strolled down the corridor, his arms opened wide.
