Stan spins in the mirror once, checking in his look from the back. The skirt swivels against the back on his knees. The dark green silky skirt goes nicely with his black opaque hose and black button up shirt, also silk. With his girdle on, the shirt fits with a bit of looseness, lending him the ability for a French tuck. It also gives him a trim waistline, making him look even better in his opinion. Ford does like his belly though. Meh.
He grabs the small bag on the table next the mirror, bringing out a tube of mascara and a tube of lipstick. He’s still experimenting with makeup, so he’s keeping it simply right now. Some full, dark lashes and a nice red lip to accentuate the green skirt.
He purses his lips, swiping the bright red stick across his lips-they’re fuller than Ford’s, he’s noticed. He leans back, looking at his full outfit. The only thing missing is heels, which are sitting by the door waiting for him to put them on as he’s leaving. He looks good, he feels good. He’s feels better dressing like this now, with Ford encouraging him to dress sultry and the twins and his employees gushing when he dons the occasional dress or skirt. Moses, he loves his family.
He sashays to the door, excited to see Ford’s reaction to his outfit. It’s their one year anniversary, he decided to go all out when dressing up. He slips his heels on, turning on one foot to face the mirror and blow a kiss towards it before leaving his room to meet Ford in the kitchen.