Traffic Lights {5}

I had spent the rest of my winter break with them at the atelier, the weeks have passed and semester 4 eventually started. One day when we were sitting in the atelier together, Momoko and Alfie were watching a movie. Mia, Vladimir and I sat together talking about different things whilst we were sipping our tea.

Where do you see yourself 5 years from now?

An International designer just like you V… What about you Jawaher?

Umm…. That’s a tough question… I stared at them for a few seconds. They stayed quiet, it got quite awkward until Momoko came to us hopping like a small rabbit with a smile glued on her face, I thanked god she interrupted our conversation.

JAWAHER!!! You lucky star! You’ll be modelling for a local brand TODAY!!!

Today?!

YES NOW!!! They’re starting in an hour!

But I… I’m not ready….

Don’t worry I’ll take you there. His smile was so calm yet he hid the excitement within him. Momoko gave him all of the contact details and he got ready at once, I did the same and followed him to his car. He opened the door for me then walked to the driver’s seat. The engines roared to life ripping the silence apart with the sound.

We arrived in no time; I had thought maybe if we walked it would’ve been much better. We barely spoke, with the radio on the awkwardness died. I wasn’t sure of what I had to say or when to say it so I stayed quiet. We entered the building, a famous Japanese department store, they weren’t expecting me until an hour and they were so glad that I had come on time. I did not know the procedure, I did not know anything but Vladimir was there for me, he did not leave me… He shook the nervousness away, he was comforting me, and I was somehow getting attached to him. Blinded by his beauty.

It was a makeup and jewellery photo-shoot. I was dressed up in a simple white dress, no details, just a plain fabric covering my body tightly exaggerating the hard work and what I had accomplished in life. Diamonds glistening, my makeup simple with dramatic dark lips emphasizing on the size of it, it spoke out: luxury. They took enough pictures that could cover up a building. Vladimir watched me as I changed every time they changed the makeup on, it was as artless as it could be so that the diamonds would stand out.

Thank you so much for coming in today! We never expected someone like you to show up. Let’s hope our readers focus on the diamonds and not on the lady wearing it, because honestly your beauty is ravishing.

Thank you. I bit my lower lip, barely knowing what to say. Vladimir slid his arm behind my back, my heartbeat was rising, I looked up at him and smiled.

Could you come tomorrow for the clothes photo-shoot? Both of you?

Yes, of course. We’ll contact you if there were any problems.

Again thank you, and have a nice day.

Thank you.