Just a normal outfit for a child’s birthday party. Don’t hide your light under a bushel basket, Riley!
Even when she’s not working, Riley tends to wear garments that emphasize her chest.
Okay, fine, not here. But usually!
Business casual — appropriate even for sex work.
Nipped waist, neck detail — super-femme, Riley.
She’s squirting lotion into her hands because she’s about to give a hand job.
Those handy-jays support her family, though, so judge not lest ye etc, etc.
Black lingerie, a staple of Riley’s work attire.
Exhibit B: Light all those candles and make this a sensual massage to remember!
Ha, ha, ha, sex work is fun!
The woman likes a sundress. (PS, the massage parlor where she works is called the Rub. THE RUB.)
You won’t like her when she’s angry.
We’ll see the jacket-with-a-form-fitting-tank look over and over. Trust.
To the show’s credit, at least it acknowledges that perfectly flouncy hair takes some work.
Sure, that’s what any of us would wear to a school.
Whatever, button, don’t button, what are we, the shirt-buttoning police? We are not. Breathe easy!
“Howdy.”
Drowsy.
Fair enough, love does hurt. Especially when “love” is your husband who’s left you high and dry.
There is nothing better-looking in this world than a classic trench coat. (Small deduction for shininess.)
But she earns points back for only wearing sexy-garbs underneath.
Here, Riley is dressed in costume as “a hand-job enthusiast.”
Girlie dress, part 12.
The rare home-y tee!