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Post by OLIVIA KULUHA LELANI on Jan 30, 2013 0:23:31 GMT -5
OPEN TO WHOMEVER!
the flashing lights and the sound of the camera clicks were something, that no matter how long she's been in the spotlight, olivia would never get used to. well, comfortable would be a better way to put, after all, when you're followed everywhere you go, you do get used to it, but it's never enjoyable. walking down the street, olivia tried to get some peace and quiet and just enjoy a day of shopping, but it was no use. paparazzi were following her, and she wasn't going to shake them. pulling the brim of her hat a little lower and adjusting her sunglasses, she looked around for a place she could go for just a brief moment of peace. entering into a store, she kept her head down, hoping no one would recognize her or see the paparazzi outside. but in keeping her head down, she didn't think to look where she was going, and ended up running straight into someone. 'oh, i'm sorry,' she mumbled, looking away from the person, realizing she couldn't go back and this person was blocking her way forward.
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Post by nicolette on Jan 30, 2013 2:26:50 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; padding: 0px; border-top: 20px solid #151515;][bg=2e4461] if i die young, bury me in satin Nikki smiled at the manager. Just one more person to add to her clientel. She was happy about how things were going. A few more and then Nikki was ready for a new line, it was exciting really. The girl clapped happily when the manager signed the contract and shook her hand. It was all set. Things were great and now she could totally got for a latte. The girl grinned and headed to the door until a dress caught her attention. She stopped to look at it. Black and hot pink chiffon with sequence. Perfect for a night out. The girl was checking out the stitching when someone rammed right into her. “Whoa.” She muttered and turned around. Nikki looked at the person before smirking. She lifted the hat, “Well look at who it is.” She grinned before looking at the windows. “Oh dear, we are running today are we not?” The blonde looked back at the manager. “I’ve got an idea if you’re interested in disappearing for a while?” it honestly looked like her friend needed an escape. The cameras drove her nuts continuously but Nikki didn’t entertain them enough to keep them around. It was nice for Nikki when she needed her space.
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Post by OLIVIA KULUHA LELANI on Jan 30, 2013 10:46:02 GMT -5
SORRY IT IS SO SHORT...
olivia smiled in relief when she heard the voice of the person she had ran into. it was nikki, one of her good friends. how she managed to run into her out of all the people in miami, she wasn't quite sure, but she was glad that it was her. she took off her hat and sunglasses and looked back towards the window where she could see the paparazzi waiting for her to come back out. 'just trying to keep a low profile,' she said in response to nikki asking if she was running. honestly, she always seemed to be running from the paparazzi, they seemed to have a tracking satellite just for her. 'what did you have in mind?' liv asked, hoping that nikki's plan would work and she'd be able to get some peace and quiet for once.
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Post by nicolette on Jan 31, 2013 4:05:32 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; padding: 0px; border-top: 20px solid #151515;][bg=2e4461]if i die young, bury me in satin She looked between the girl and the window, back and forth. Yeah that was not low profile. The blonde shook her head and rolled her eyes at the scene. Nikki smirked. “Let’s make a dummy double.” She grinned grabbing the girl pulled her towards to a maniquin that was barely in the people’s line of sight. “Trade clothes with it, we move it around a bit and then we ditch it.” she shrugged wrapping her arm around the dummy’s neck. “Those dummies won’t know the difference.” She looked at it and then her friend, “Well, we just need to make sure they don’t see the really white skin.” Nikki giggled and looked at Olivia. So it wasn’t the greatest idea in the world, but Nikki thought it was worth a shot. They won’t notice the difference from their point of view or angel. As long as it moved a bit and looked like Olivia was there while they snuck out, then all would be right in the world. Well for a little bit. But the brunette looked to be in dire need of a little bit of peace.
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Post by OLIVIA KULUHA LELANI on Jan 31, 2013 17:03:19 GMT -5
olivia couldn't say this was odd for her, being chased by the paparazzi, being stuck and trying to find someway to escape them. she'd been in the public eye since she was a child, and everyone just seemed to be waiting for her to mess up, and get it on camera. for her, a low profile was having two or three paparazzi on her tail, but most people would call that insane. she listened as the petite blonde explained the plan. a dummy double. 'that could work,' olivia said, glancing at the dummy and then the crowd outside the store. 'honestly, i'll try anything to get away from these people.' grabbing nikki's wrist, she pulled her over to the mannequin, just out of the view of the paparazzi. 'wait,' she said, looking at the dummy, 'what am i going to wear, i can't exactly go around naked... now that would be a sight to see.'
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