"Faster than a bullet from a gun
He is faster than everyone
Quicker than the blinking of an eye
Like a flash you could miss him going by
No one knows quite how he does it
But it's true, they say: -He's the master of going faster- "
Faster - George Harrison
Birmingham, 12th July 2019
Silverstone Circuit, 12th July 2019
"Good morning, sleepyhead, if you don't want to have bags under your eyes when you go out with Lando, you'd better get up ..."
"Indeed," I yawn, "you're right. So, he picks me up at ten here, I think I understand why. Today is the twelfth, right?" the blonde nods and I continue my reasoning.
"Of course, it's Friday. Today from eleven to half past twelve there are free sessions, I am convinced that he will take me to the circuit, not for lunch... " I think, "or for lunch on the circuit." I say.
"Brilliant, are you happy? In my opinion he has prepared something nice for you in his motorhome... " she smiles.
"I'm so happy!" I say.
"So, I guess we need to start getting ready, huh?"
I nod as I go down to the kitchen with her, first of all, breakfast. I take some milk, pour it into the cup and accompany it with two biscuits. While we talk about this and that, it is half past eight, since I have to be ready by ten, I have to hurry. I run to the bathroom, take a shower and put on a bathrobe. Finally dry, with a towel wrapped in my hair, I'm wearing the suit I bought yesterday, a nice white Ralph Lauren shirt and dark blue pants. I combine my white Air Force with everything and prepare the blue blazer I brought from home on the bed.
"I'll dry your hair for you," Amelia reassures me, knowing that alone I would make a mess, "in the meantime, get your make-up on!"
I spread a veil of foundation on my face, just to even out my complexion and fix it with transparent powder. I create some depth with my favorite bronzer and apply a few drops of highlighter. I fix my eyebrows, put a brown eyeshadow on the corner of my eye, I also blend it on the crease, to create a natural look that elongates my gaze. I decided to stay on nude colors, in fact after that color, I spread a light beige on which I pat some glitter of the same color with the fingertip. I make a very thin line of black eyeliner and apply mascara. Finished with eye make-up, I move on to my lips. I take a brown matte lip tint, which goes well with eye makeup.
"I'm ready!"
"Someday you'll do my makeup too, please!" she says to me "You're very good at it... super precise!"
"Thanks for the hair, you did it very well for me, it's so straight and shiny..."
"I used a product that I always use when I leave them straight... here it is." she says, putting the spray in my hands.
"I'll take a picture so I'll buy it when I get back to Italy!"
"Good. You are splendid, go easy, everyone will fall at your feet... not only Lando, also the other drivers."
"Ameliaaaa... you make me blush."
"I'm only telling the truth!" I hug the blonde tight close to me.
"I love you, Vi."
"Me too ... a lot."
As soon as we release the embrace, we notice that Lando has arrived in his beautiful orange McLaren 570S. I quickly put on my blazer, sprinkle some perfume, grab my white shoulder bag and get out.
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Point of view | Lando Norris
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