Chapter 11: Modeling

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  • Dedicated to Yvanarb Nirmalan
                                    

                “WE’RE HERE!!!” shrieked Emily as we arrived at the building.

                “NO WAY!” I breathed, as I looked at the sign at the top of the building, “Aeropostale?! Are you kidding me?!”

                “Nope!” Emily grinned, pulling me along behind her as we entered the building.

                We were greeted by a lady as we walked through the door. She welcomed us and took our jackets.

                “Hi, Emily, who’s your friend here?” she asked, smiling warmly at me.

                “This is Jennifer. She’s come to watch me model. Is it alright if she stayed?” Emily asked.

                “That’s not a problem! Not a problem at all. By the way, I’m Lisa,” Lisa said as she led us into a room.

                “So what am I doing first?” asked Emily, sitting down in front of the mirror.

                “This one,” Lisa replied as she brought out an outfit. (A/N: Here it is: http://www.aeropostale.com/product/index.jsp?productId=15666236&cp=3534618.1988325)

                “Oh my god, that’s so pretty!” I gasped, gawking at the outfit.

                “Modeling has a benefit; you get to see all the new clothes before they come out on the rack!” Emily grinned.

                “Well, enough chit-chatting, let’s get modeling!”

                I watched in awe as Lisa did her work. Emily put on the outfit (which looked stunning on her, by the way) and Lisa put on her makeup. In the end, she really did look like those models that you see in movies.

                I followed them out of the room and into a modeling studio (A/N: I don’t know what it’s called…).  Emily walked onto the platform and Lisa stood behind the camera. Lisa yelled out the different poses she wanted Emily to do and snapped some shots. A few minutes later, they were done modeling the first outfit.

                “So, you ready for the second outfit?” grinned Lisa.

                “Sure am!” exclaimed Emily, rushing back to the change room while pulling me along behind her.

                Emily modeled a few more outfits (Outfits: http://www.aeropostale.com/product/index.jsp?productId=15667086&cp=3534618.1988325 http://www.aeropostale.com/product/index.jsp?productId=15666006&cp=3534618.1988325 http://www.aeropostale.com/product/index.jsp?productId=15665976&cp=3534618.1988325 http://www.aeropostale.com/product/index.jsp?productId=15667106&cp=3534618.1988325) and they were finished for the day.

                “Hey… I have an idea! Jennifer, would you like to model an outfit, too? You seem fit for a model!” Lisa asked me.

                “M-me? Really? Oh my god, are you serious!” I stared at her.

                “Of course I am! Emily, take her to the change room and let her pick out an outfit!” ordered Lisa happily, directing Emily to the room.

                Emily grinned at me and pulled me into the closet where I picked out my favorite outfit. (http://www.aeropostale.com/product/index.jsp?productId=15666976&cp=3534618.1988325)

                I put it on excitedly and Lisa did my makeup. You don’t even know how awesome it is to model for Aero!

                After the photos, I changed back into my regular clothes and waited for Emily to come out. Much to my surprise, Emily came out of the change room with the clothes I just modeled.

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