Chapter 8: 8
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While I was struggling with my steamed carrots on which rested some light cream. Carrot / cream ratio: 9/10 - 1/10, looking at the sadness invading my plate Selena's slogan comes back to me (for optimal health and a perfect line.) "My ass is perfect and I do not have never fed carrots." "That stupid slogan of shit". Another pat on the top of the head just hit me. Would I still have spoken aloud? I hear Emie laughs next to me. She eating a big fat steak with some really fat French fries. I remain as hypnotized by his plate and I am persuaded that this eden calls me for our bodies to unite. The fat and the meat sing to me their sweet and tasty black hymn that never stop resonating in my ears. Sorry my sister but the devil has charmed me. I get up, move behind Emie, block her mouth with my left hand and with my right hand eat her fries as quickly as possible. By Belial it's good, too good for Emie and more suitable for me who is growing fast lately.
A voice from behind that I know well stopped my tasty lunch. "Nice demonstration of the one who say that she will make a lot of effort and will represent Wilhelmina Models with dignity. Steal your little sister's own food while keeping it from screaming, I congratulate you on this shameful display in front of your friend Lisa."
I turn slowly to see Amy covering her mouth not to laugh too loud, but her red complexion betrays her. Selena also looks at me, she points her finger on my blouse and shows me some tasks here and there that have mysteriously appeared recently. "Selena you probably will not believe me but they are this french fries and the steak that called me and although and I gave in the temptation of evil. It was too strong and my impure soul was not powerful enough to fight. I do not know how but suddenly I found myself behind Emie and her frits landed unnaturally in my mouth. There is certainly an explanation behind all this, but it does not come from this world. It is better not to stop over so as not to anger the demon who, by my mouth, eats what is in Emie's plate."
Emie angry pushes me. "These are your fat fingers the cruel demon. Go back now and go eat your ugly carrots, it suits you better than frits that make you crazy girl."
Backup option found. I wash my hands and head to Amy. "I have to change before the photo shoot and I do not have time to eat these things orange. Come on Amy, I'm going to show you around my room while I change and these two are calming down. "
As we walk down the stairs from the fifth to the fourth floor, Amy looks everywhere around her. "Lisa, your parents are monstrously rich to own such an apartment no? You're lucky, for me in order to to have a chance to enter this high school, I had to work very hard to have the opportunity to enter in the five percent of new students eligible for a scholarship. At home, we do not have money, but when I leave my studies, I will change that and succeed in my own life. "
I look at this energetic girl and understand why she did not bother me. She comes from the same background as me, poor people who have to plan everything to get away with what they can to escape their sad life. "I'm only their daughter since recently. My sister and I have been adopted and you can not imagine what a fucking family we come from. We had to fend for ourselves with a crazy mother, who was part of a sect. Our father bastard who had abandoned us and so on, a hell on earth. That's why I started modeling, just to make money so that my sister and I can live properly and that from the day of my majority I take it away from them for her to offer another life. By the way, do you live far from here? "
She nods. "Let's say you live south of Upper East Side and me north of East Harlem, so I have two neighborhoods to cross entirely to get here. By metro it's not that long, but having been attacked once by dangerous people, I do not dare take it after 08h00 pm."
The big cities are really not on a human scale, the only girl I find pleasant here, lives far away. New York is not a city but a state for me. "This is my room, visit while I change my clothes because if I'm still full of tasks, Selena will still find something to lecture me. After that, when I'm ready, I'll show you my favorite game. "
Once changed, I asked Amy to sat close to me on the bed. I launch (enraged submarine) and my smile became complete. Initiation Lisa berserk activated. I shoot a submarine then a cruiser that passed by and made a second Titanic, the counter of kill points increases quickly and I gloat watching him turn. "Yes. All the tourists are fuckin dead." But why is laughter coming from the right and my head is still taking a hit? As I supposed, it must be time to leave and Selena was pick us up when she hear my song of victory. I put my xperia against my heart while I'm running again. We leave the apartment, get in the car and enter the road that stinks of gasoline. Why are we moving in this direction?
I have to find out it. "Selena where are you going exactly?"
Selena focuses on the road. "Lisa, I guess once again you did not read the contract you signed, you do not know which brand hired you and where is the photo shoot, am I wrong?"
I try to remember a few details to prove to him that I quickly look at this paper. "It seems to me that the photographer is a woman."
She sighs of helplessness. "You have an incredible chance Lisa. You will pose for Elle magazine with an Isabel Marant outfit and we go to a studio very often used by the professionals whose name is Soho Creative Studio. Seriously my darling, it's really going to make you more popular in what you're doing. I am also convinced that you do not know Isabel Marant or the magazine Elle, but you accepted only by looking at the amount that will be paid to you am I wrong?"
I lower my head shameful. Since my arrival at home, Selena does everything for me, my registration, manage my contracts, redo my papers ... It's true that since I've been here, I've only rested on it in order to avoid annoying being pissed off and have the opportunity to live my life as quietly as possible. Go to apologize you Lisa, it's not going to burn your ass. "I'm sorry, I'll be more serious starting today and not just resting on you anymore."
She's smiling now, you should know if you're angry or happy? "Isabel Marant is a French fashion designer with a very personal style that pleases many and in the fashion world and buyers. Many stars are already wearing these clothes that have the distinction of being casual, without too much accessories and frills or frills. I think you'll like what you'll wear today little rat's head."
That the journeys are long and repetitive by car here. No trees to relax, no wild animals that walk and sometimes show themselves and surprise us. Only concrete, traffic lights and cars again and again. When the BMW plane cuts its engines, I hurry out to get a good bite of stale air and cough. If I love my new apartment and Selena and Steve, I can not say as much of New York that stifles me. Oh, I'm not four years anymore. Selena gets my blouse in my pants, me hold on so that I do not run away. She must judge that I am presentable because she allows me to move towards the studio whose door is only at twenty meters. When I enter in the studio, my eyes sting. Who is the son of a bitch who thought it best to paint everything in white? If I find this dog, I cut his balls and makes him eat. Everything is white, the floor, the walls, the ceiling but it's not the worst, the white shines and makes you dizzy. We move into the studio and arrive where the shoot will take place. Unlike usualy, no decor is visible but a large white screen faces the camera of the photographer who is already in place.
A man comes to me and shakes my hand. "Hi, you can call me Serges. I am a marketing assistant for Isabel Marant. We have no time to lose Lisa because the photos are due out Tuesday in a special issue sold with Elle magazine. I will not hide the fact that another model would have to pose for this photo shoot but her tests did not satisfy the team so as we had already noticed you, that's why you are here today. This is your chance to show us that we have not made a mistake, do your best and give the best of yourself. Makeup artist your work has arrived. Head to the door on the left Lisa and you'll find behind the makeup artist waiting for you. We have little time. "
The fucker, he pushed me. I went quickly to this door, then after greeting the makeup artist she began her work. Certainly due to the abundant brightness of this place, the layer of makeup that she puts on my face is quite thin compared to usually. I feel less sticky, my skin does not bother me and smiling is not a problem. She applies a purple lipstick then she completes with by colored eyeliner that must be dark magenta. She then uses a curling iron to make my hair slightly wavy. I think this hairstyle suits me well but doing this every morning would be a terrible waste of time and would force me to get up early.
Once the most annoying part over, I move on to my favorite. To discover the clothes I'm going to wear. Today on the menu we have a plain embroidered blouse with a white button closure. It has the particularity of climbing very high because a semi turtleneck hides me a part of the neck but I like this style. Classic black pants complete the meal. High waist, silver buttons, it has the distinction of having six pockets and leave my ankles in the open air. Wow, what are these shoes with high heels. Seven centimeters of heels, I try to advance without falling and the makeup artist seeing my circus number starts to laugh. Not funny ugly woman, come help me and do not laugh like a cretin . After struggling against my feet, I arrive where the photo shoot should take place and stay straight to avoid falling.
A technician and the photographer already check the lighting. They obviously does not want to waste time and this is very good for me. "You will notice that there is no decoration and that's what we want. We will add a virtual one that will allow you to better stand out. You are ready miss? Perfect. Slightly tilt your left shoulder and lean back a little. Put your left hand on your waist. Do not curve your pelvis, lift your chin a little and slightly open your mouth. Take a bad girl's expression here, do not move any more. Now put you a little bias, again, again, stop. Slightly bend your head to the left. Well and cross your hands behind your buttocks without tightening them. Take a shy expression please. Shy, it looks like a pit bull who wants to jump in my face. Thank you and do not move. Well done girl, you can go change yourself."
Amy and Selena come to see me after I changed my clothes to ask me how I felt this photo shoot. If I prefer to work with a traditional decor or without. That women are curious. I do not think I'm that boring girl but I'm not convinced either. Have gone tired today and tomorrow nothing to fuck, I will wallow on the bed and and would stay there all day.
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While I was struggling with my steamed carrots on which rested some light cream. Carrot / cream ratio: 9/10 - 1/10, looking at the sadness invading my plate Selena's slogan comes back to me (for optimal health and a perfect line.) "My ass is perfect and I do not have never fed carrots." "That stupid slogan of shit". Another pat on the top of the head just hit me. Would I still have spoken aloud? I hear Emie laughs next to me. She eating a big fat steak with some really fat French fries. I remain as hypnotized by his plate and I am persuaded that this eden calls me for our bodies to unite. The fat and the meat sing to me their sweet and tasty black hymn that never stop resonating in my ears. Sorry my sister but the devil has charmed me. I get up, move behind Emie, block her mouth with my left hand and with my right hand eat her fries as quickly as possible. By Belial it's good, too good for Emie and more suitable for me who is growing fast lately.
A voice from behind that I know well stopped my tasty lunch. "Nice demonstration of the one who say that she will make a lot of effort and will represent Wilhelmina Models with dignity. Steal your little sister's own food while keeping it from screaming, I congratulate you on this shameful display in front of your friend Lisa."
I turn slowly to see Amy covering her mouth not to laugh too loud, but her red complexion betrays her. Selena also looks at me, she points her finger on my blouse and shows me some tasks here and there that have mysteriously appeared recently. "Selena you probably will not believe me but they are this french fries and the steak that called me and although and I gave in the temptation of evil. It was too strong and my impure soul was not powerful enough to fight. I do not know how but suddenly I found myself behind Emie and her frits landed unnaturally in my mouth. There is certainly an explanation behind all this, but it does not come from this world. It is better not to stop over so as not to anger the demon who, by my mouth, eats what is in Emie's plate."
Emie angry pushes me. "These are your fat fingers the cruel demon. Go back now and go eat your ugly carrots, it suits you better than frits that make you crazy girl."
Backup option found. I wash my hands and head to Amy. "I have to change before the photo shoot and I do not have time to eat these things orange. Come on Amy, I'm going to show you around my room while I change and these two are calming down. "
As we walk down the stairs from the fifth to the fourth floor, Amy looks everywhere around her. "Lisa, your parents are monstrously rich to own such an apartment no? You're lucky, for me in order to to have a chance to enter this high school, I had to work very hard to have the opportunity to enter in the five percent of new students eligible for a scholarship. At home, we do not have money, but when I leave my studies, I will change that and succeed in my own life. "
I look at this energetic girl and understand why she did not bother me. She comes from the same background as me, poor people who have to plan everything to get away with what they can to escape their sad life. "I'm only their daughter since recently. My sister and I have been adopted and you can not imagine what a fucking family we come from. We had to fend for ourselves with a crazy mother, who was part of a sect. Our father bastard who had abandoned us and so on, a hell on earth. That's why I started modeling, just to make money so that my sister and I can live properly and that from the day of my majority I take it away from them for her to offer another life. By the way, do you live far from here? "
She nods. "Let's say you live south of Upper East Side and me north of East Harlem, so I have two neighborhoods to cross entirely to get here. By metro it's not that long, but having been attacked once by dangerous people, I do not dare take it after 08h00 pm."
The big cities are really not on a human scale, the only girl I find pleasant here, lives far away. New York is not a city but a state for me. "This is my room, visit while I change my clothes because if I'm still full of tasks, Selena will still find something to lecture me. After that, when I'm ready, I'll show you my favorite game. "
Once changed, I asked Amy to sat close to me on the bed. I launch (enraged submarine) and my smile became complete. Initiation Lisa berserk activated. I shoot a submarine then a cruiser that passed by and made a second Titanic, the counter of kill points increases quickly and I gloat watching him turn. "Yes. All the tourists are fuckin dead." But why is laughter coming from the right and my head is still taking a hit? As I supposed, it must be time to leave and Selena was pick us up when she hear my song of victory. I put my xperia against my heart while I'm running again. We leave the apartment, get in the car and enter the road that stinks of gasoline. Why are we moving in this direction?
I have to find out it. "Selena where are you going exactly?"
Selena focuses on the road. "Lisa, I guess once again you did not read the contract you signed, you do not know which brand hired you and where is the photo shoot, am I wrong?"
I try to remember a few details to prove to him that I quickly look at this paper. "It seems to me that the photographer is a woman."
She sighs of helplessness. "You have an incredible chance Lisa. You will pose for Elle magazine with an Isabel Marant outfit and we go to a studio very often used by the professionals whose name is Soho Creative Studio. Seriously my darling, it's really going to make you more popular in what you're doing. I am also convinced that you do not know Isabel Marant or the magazine Elle, but you accepted only by looking at the amount that will be paid to you am I wrong?"
I lower my head shameful. Since my arrival at home, Selena does everything for me, my registration, manage my contracts, redo my papers ... It's true that since I've been here, I've only rested on it in order to avoid annoying being pissed off and have the opportunity to live my life as quietly as possible. Go to apologize you Lisa, it's not going to burn your ass. "I'm sorry, I'll be more serious starting today and not just resting on you anymore."
She's smiling now, you should know if you're angry or happy? "Isabel Marant is a French fashion designer with a very personal style that pleases many and in the fashion world and buyers. Many stars are already wearing these clothes that have the distinction of being casual, without too much accessories and frills or frills. I think you'll like what you'll wear today little rat's head."
That the journeys are long and repetitive by car here. No trees to relax, no wild animals that walk and sometimes show themselves and surprise us. Only concrete, traffic lights and cars again and again. When the BMW plane cuts its engines, I hurry out to get a good bite of stale air and cough. If I love my new apartment and Selena and Steve, I can not say as much of New York that stifles me. Oh, I'm not four years anymore. Selena gets my blouse in my pants, me hold on so that I do not run away. She must judge that I am presentable because she allows me to move towards the studio whose door is only at twenty meters. When I enter in the studio, my eyes sting. Who is the son of a bitch who thought it best to paint everything in white? If I find this dog, I cut his balls and makes him eat. Everything is white, the floor, the walls, the ceiling but it's not the worst, the white shines and makes you dizzy. We move into the studio and arrive where the shoot will take place. Unlike usualy, no decor is visible but a large white screen faces the camera of the photographer who is already in place.
A man comes to me and shakes my hand. "Hi, you can call me Serges. I am a marketing assistant for Isabel Marant. We have no time to lose Lisa because the photos are due out Tuesday in a special issue sold with Elle magazine. I will not hide the fact that another model would have to pose for this photo shoot but her tests did not satisfy the team so as we had already noticed you, that's why you are here today. This is your chance to show us that we have not made a mistake, do your best and give the best of yourself. Makeup artist your work has arrived. Head to the door on the left Lisa and you'll find behind the makeup artist waiting for you. We have little time. "
The fucker, he pushed me. I went quickly to this door, then after greeting the makeup artist she began her work. Certainly due to the abundant brightness of this place, the layer of makeup that she puts on my face is quite thin compared to usually. I feel less sticky, my skin does not bother me and smiling is not a problem. She applies a purple lipstick then she completes with by colored eyeliner that must be dark magenta. She then uses a curling iron to make my hair slightly wavy. I think this hairstyle suits me well but doing this every morning would be a terrible waste of time and would force me to get up early.
Once the most annoying part over, I move on to my favorite. To discover the clothes I'm going to wear. Today on the menu we have a plain embroidered blouse with a white button closure. It has the particularity of climbing very high because a semi turtleneck hides me a part of the neck but I like this style. Classic black pants complete the meal. High waist, silver buttons, it has the distinction of having six pockets and leave my ankles in the open air. Wow, what are these shoes with high heels. Seven centimeters of heels, I try to advance without falling and the makeup artist seeing my circus number starts to laugh. Not funny ugly woman, come help me and do not laugh like a cretin . After struggling against my feet, I arrive where the photo shoot should take place and stay straight to avoid falling.
A technician and the photographer already check the lighting. They obviously does not want to waste time and this is very good for me. "You will notice that there is no decoration and that's what we want. We will add a virtual one that will allow you to better stand out. You are ready miss? Perfect. Slightly tilt your left shoulder and lean back a little. Put your left hand on your waist. Do not curve your pelvis, lift your chin a little and slightly open your mouth. Take a bad girl's expression here, do not move any more. Now put you a little bias, again, again, stop. Slightly bend your head to the left. Well and cross your hands behind your buttocks without tightening them. Take a shy expression please. Shy, it looks like a pit bull who wants to jump in my face. Thank you and do not move. Well done girl, you can go change yourself."
Amy and Selena come to see me after I changed my clothes to ask me how I felt this photo shoot. If I prefer to work with a traditional decor or without. That women are curious. I do not think I'm that boring girl but I'm not convinced either. Have gone tired today and tomorrow nothing to fuck, I will wallow on the bed and and would stay there all day.
While I was struggling with my steamed carrots on which rested some light cream. Carrot / cream ratio: 9/10 - 1/10, looking at the sadness invading my plate Selena's slogan comes back to me for optimal health and a perfect line. "My ass is perfect and I do not have never fed carrots." "That stupid slogan of shit". Another pat on the top of the head just hit me. Would I still have spoken aloud? I hear Emie laughs next to me. She eating a big fat steak with some really fat French fries. I remain as hypnotized by his plate and I am persuaded that this eden calls me for our bodies to unite. The fat and the meat sing to me their sweet and tasty black hymn that never stop resonating in my ears. Sorry my sister but the devil has charmed me. I get up, move behind Emie, block her mouth with my left hand and with my right hand eat her fries as quickly as possible. By Belial it's good, too good for Emie and more suitable for me who is growing fast lately.A voice from behind that I know well stopped my tasty lunch. "Nice demonstration of the one who say that she will make a lot of effort and will represent Wilhelmina Models with dignity. Steal your little sister's own food while keeping it from screaming, I congratulate you on this shameful display in front of your friend Lisa."I turn slowly to see Amy covering her mouth not to laugh too loud, but her red complexion betrays her. Selena also looks at me, she points her finger on my blouse and shows me some tasks here and there that have mysteriously appeared recently. "Selena you probably will not believe me but they are this french fries and the steak that called me and although and I gave in the temptation of evil. It was too strong and my impure soul was not powerful enough to fight. I do not know how but suddenly I found myself behind Emie and her frits landed unnaturally in my mouth. There is certainly an explanation behind all this, but it does not come from this world. It is better not to stop over so as not to anger the demon who, by my mouth, eats what is in Emie's plate."Emie angry pushes me. "These are your fat fingers the cruel demon. Go back now and go eat your ugly carrots, it suits you better than frits that make you crazy girl."Backup option found. I wash my hands and head to Amy. "I have to change before the photo shoot and I do not have time to eat these things orange. Come on Amy, I'm going to show you around my room while I change and these two are calming down. "As we walk down the stairs from the fifth to the fourth floor, Amy looks everywhere around her. "Lisa, your parents are monstrously rich to own such an apartment no? You're lucky, for me in order to to have a chance to enter this high school, I had to work very hard to have the opportunity to enter in the five percent of new students eligible for a scholarship. At home, we do not have money, but when I leave my studies, I will change that and succeed in my own life. "I look at this energetic girl and understand why she did not bother me. She comes from the same background as me, poor people who have to plan everything to get away with what they can to escape their sad life. "I'm only their daughter since recently. My sister and I have been adopted and you can not imagine what a fucking family we come from. We had to fend for ourselves with a crazy mother, who was part of a sect. Our father bastard who had abandoned us and so on, a hell on earth. That's why I started modeling, just to make money so that my sister and I can live properly and that from the day of my majority I take it away from them for her to offer another life. By the way, do you live far from here? "She nods. "Let's say you live south of Upper East Side and me north of East Harlem, so I have two neighborhoods to cross entirely to get here. By metro it's not that long, but having been attacked once by dangerous people, I do not dare take it after 08h00 pm."The big cities are really not on a human scale, the only girl I find pleasant here, lives far away. New York is not a city but a state for me. "This is my room, visit while I change my clothes because if I'm still full of tasks, Selena will still find something to lecture me. After that, when I'm ready, I'll show you my favorite game. "Once changed, I asked Amy to sat close to me on the bed. I launch enraged submarine and my smile became complete. Initiation Lisa berserk activated. I shoot a submarine then a cruiser that passed by and made a second Titanic, the counter of kill points increases quickly and I gloat watching him turn. "Yes. All the tourists are fuckin dead." But why is laughter coming from the right and my head is still taking a hit? As I supposed, it must be time to leave and Selena was pick us up when she hear my song of victory. I put my xperia against my heart while I'm running again. We leave the apartment, get in the car and enter the road that stinks of gasoline. Why are we moving in this direction?I have to find out it. "Selena where are you going exactly?"Selena focuses on the road. "Lisa, I guess once again you did not read the contract you signed, you do not know which brand hired you and where is the photo shoot, am I wrong?"I try to remember a few details to prove to him that I quickly look at this paper. "It seems to me that the photographer is a woman."She sighs of helplessness. "You have an incredible chance Lisa. You will pose for Elle magazine with an Isabel Marant outfit and we go to a studio very often used by the professionals whose name is Soho Creative Studio. Seriously my darling, it's really going to make you more popular in what you're doing. I am also convinced that you do not know Isabel Marant or the magazine Elle, but you accepted only by looking at the amount that will be paid to you am I wrong?"I lower my head shameful. Since my arrival at home, Selena does everything for me, my registration, manage my contracts, redo my papers ... It's true that since I've been here, I've only rested on it in order to avoid annoying being pissed off and have the opportunity to live my life as quietly as possible. Go to apologize you Lisa, it's not going to burn your ass. "I'm sorry, I'll be more serious starting today and not just resting on you anymore."She's smiling now, you should know if you're angry or happy? "Isabel Marant is a French fashion designer with a very personal style that pleases many and in the fashion world and buyers. Many stars are already wearing these clothes that have the distinction of being casual, without too much accessories and frills or frills. I think you'll like what you'll wear today little rat's head."That the journeys are long and repetitive by car here. No trees to relax, no wild animals that walk and sometimes show themselves and surprise us. Only concrete, traffic lights and cars again and again. When the BMW plane cuts its engines, I hurry out to get a good bite of stale air and cough. If I love my new apartment and Selena and Steve, I can not say as much of New York that stifles me. Oh, I'm not four years anymore. Selena gets my blouse in my pants, me hold on so that I do not run away. She must judge that I am presentable because she allows me to move towards the studio whose door is only at twenty meters. When I enter in the studio, my eyes sting. Who is the son of a bitch who thought it best to paint everything in white? If I find this dog, I cut his balls and makes him eat. Everything is white, the floor, the walls, the ceiling but it's not the worst, the white shines and makes you dizzy. We move into the studio and arrive where the shoot will take place. Unlike usualy, no decor is visible but a large white screen faces the camera of the photographer who is already in place.A man comes to me and shakes my hand. "Hi, you can call me Serges. I am a marketing assistant for Isabel Marant. We have no time to lose Lisa because the photos are due out Tuesday in a special issue sold with Elle magazine. I will not hide the fact that another model would have to pose for this photo shoot but her tests did not satisfy the team so as we had already noticed you, that's why you are here today. This is your chance to show us that we have not made a mistake, do your best and give the best of yourself. Makeup artist your work has arrived. Head to the door on the left Lisa and you'll find behind the makeup artist waiting for you. We have little time. "The fucker, he pushed me. I went quickly to this door, then after greeting the makeup artist she began her work. Certainly due to the abundant brightness of this place, the layer of makeup that she puts on my face is quite thin compared to usually. I feel less sticky, my skin does not bother me and smiling is not a problem. She applies a purple lipstick then she completes with by colored eyeliner that must be dark magenta. She then uses a curling iron to make my hair slightly wavy. I think this hairstyle suits me well but doing this every morning would be a terrible waste of time and would force me to get up early.Once the most annoying part over, I move on to my favorite. To discover the clothes I'm going to wear. Today on the menu we have a plain embroidered blouse with a white button closure. It has the particularity of climbing very high because a semi turtleneck hides me a part of the neck but I like this style. Classic black pants complete the meal. High waist, silver buttons, it has the distinction of having six pockets and leave my ankles in the open air. Wow, what are these shoes with high heels. Seven centimeters of heels, I try to advance without falling and the makeup artist seeing my circus number starts to laugh. Not funny ugly woman, come help me and do not laugh like a cretin . After struggling against my feet, I arrive where the photo shoot should take place and stay straight to avoid falling.A technician and the photographer already check the lighting. They obviously does not want to waste time and this is very good for me. "You will notice that there is no decoration and that's what we want. We will add a virtual one that will allow you to better stand out. You are ready miss? Perfect. Slightly tilt your left shoulder and lean back a little. Put your left hand on your waist. Do not curve your pelvis, lift your chin a little and slightly open your mouth. Take a bad girl's expression here, do not move any more. Now put you a little bias, again, again, stop. Slightly bend your head to the left. Well and cross your hands behind your buttocks without tightening them. Take a shy expression please. Shy, it looks like a pit bull who wants to jump in my face. Thank you and do not move. Well done girl, you can go change yourself."Amy and Selena come to see me after I changed my clothes to ask me how I felt this photo shoot. If I prefer to work with a traditional decor or without. That women are curious. I do not think I'm that boring girl but I'm not convinced either. Have gone tired today and tomorrow nothing to fuck, I will wallow on the bed and and would stay there all day.
