Katie Price's daughter Princess Andre stuns in sunkissed snaps from Mexico holiday after huge designer shopping haul
The young fashion and beauty influencer cut a stylish figure wearing a V-neck mini dress featuring both leopard and zebra prints.
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Princess, 18, matched the outfit with layers of silver necklaces, sparkly silver sandals, and a small Louis Vuitton handbag.
The daughter of Peter Andre and Katie Price wore her hair down in flowing waves that framed her face and soft-glam makeup.
This was the perfect look for going out, or perhaps Princess was returning home to the evening-lit accommodation behind her.
Fans of the fashionista flocked to Instagram with compliments on her glowing skin and outfit.
'Sunkissed', one fan commented, followed by emojis of the sun, the Mexican flag and a palm tree.
Another replied: 'Aww lovely pics of you Princess, true beauty inside and out.'
The photos come only a day after Princess admitted online that she splurged on a designer shopping haul.
'My bank account hates me', Princess shared on her Snapchat story showing the boot of a car loaded up with shopping bags from brands including Louis Vuitton, Sephora and Charlotte Tilbury.
She later went on to show off her new £2k Louis Vuitton bag in another story, clasping it with both hands and holding it up to the camera.
The 18-year-old has had a very successful year so far, including passing her driving test and landing her own reality TV show set to launch on ITV.
Princess Andre hits back at money-shaming trolls who claim 'Peter and Katie Price bought her £10k motor as first car'
Princess purchased her own car earlier in the year - an Audi A1 - determined to work hard and do things for herself.
In addition to this, Princess has already signed many large-figure deals with clothing and beauty brands including Superdrug, Morphe, and Revolution, with the goal to become a millionaire by the age of 20.
She previously said: 'I want to achieve so many things and be my own person. It's about taking my time, figuring it out as I go. I know I want to be very successful.'
And it seems her efforts are paying off, as Tatler Magazine named Princess as the second best dressed celebrity for 2025.
She was beaten by high society sisters Lady Lola Bute & Jazzy De Lisser, who took the top spot, while the Top 10 also featured Rocco Ritchie and Zara Tindall.
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