I Don't Do Relationships

Australia Premiere

I got ready in the bedroom of our suite while Chris was in the living room. Once they were done with him, he was going to go into the connecting suite with Scott and Calvin. Ilaria wanted Chris to be surprised with my dress.

All I knew about what Chris was wearing was that my dress matched his tie, but mine wasn't a solid color. It changed to different shades as the light hit it but there was always a part matching his tie.

This time I was more nervous than any of the times before. Of course the team made sure I was okay with the dress before we actually went with it but once it was on, I felt a bit, ...exposed. This was all so new to me and I think seeing myself in the mirror made me realize even more how much I felt out of place. I also knew some of it was in my head and because of my own insecurities knowing some of the women Chris had been with or even acted with. They were gorgeous and made it look so easy to be glamorous. Me, on the other hand, I was just hoping not to trip and fall or embarass Chris in some way. At the moment, I was making sure my ladies weren't going to fall out of the dress they were pushed up so high in. I don't think I ever knew that they could be so close to my chin, or this full looking, but here they were, front and center. The corset I had on also pushed them up while making my waist seem slimmer. I didn't even know it worked both ways like that.

Megan came in to see how we were coming along. I was done, but still kind of speechless. The team that made me over all left the room and Megan thanked them before she appeared behind me in the mirror with a smile and spoke. "What's wrong?"

"I think it's too much. Well, actually, not enough, ...up here, you know?"

She chuckled. "Oh honey, this is modest compared to some of the things I've seen. I'm sure Ashley will have on less. You look great."

"I feel like they may just pop out of the dress."

"I'm sure they have you pretty secure. They know their jobs would be gone in a millisecond if Chris Evans' girlfriend had a wardrobe malfunction on a red carpet. Trust me."

"Maybe. I just don't want people to think I'm pretending to fit in. The other times I've been made over, it was more conservative but still classy. This is just a lot more glamorous, like the stuff actual celebrities who were built for things like this would wear."

Megan turned me around to face her instead of looking through the mirror at her. She had her hands on my shoulders and was close when she spoke. "You may not realize this, but the minute you started dating Chris, regardless of how much you stay out of the spotlight, it's still on you even though you aren't in the business. It's just part of the package and you knew that. BUT, what I don't think you know, is that you look better in this dress than some actresses would. You're rockin' it like it was tailored to you. It's showing just enough to say you have assets and it's hugging you where it should. Even though you may not think or feel like you belong, you look it and you do belong because you make Chris happier than I've ever seen him. I know I've been kind of stand-offish, but that's because I know Chris and I have always tried to stay unattached to girls because, well, you know why. But, this time, well, you make him so much easier for me."

We both laughed. Everything she said, somehow it did help me move from the statuesque position I had been in since I stepped in front of that mirror. She began to speak again as she motioned for me to walk with her. "I honestly can't wait to see his face when he sees you. I want to make him wait though. We have a little bit of time. I deserve a little fun, don't you think?"

"You're the boss."

She gasped, in a joking way. "I knew I loved you!" She laughed and told me her plan. "So, I want the others to see you before Chris does so they can tell him how good you look and just make him wait."