A/N: Important announcement at the end of this chapter, so look out for that!
Sadé's POV:
— Friday, November 11th
I woke up this morning at the crack of dawn. I had so much to do today, it was going to be so hectic. I rolled out of bed at 6AM, got in the shower, and got ready for my day. When I was done with my morning routine, I got dressed in a cute animated black rockstar sweater dress, my Rick Owens converses, a black Chanel purse, my stack bracelets, tennis bracelets on each wrist, and a pair of black sunglasses from my brand. I threw my hair in a cute messy bun, and did some light makeup just to look presentable for the time being until I would get it done professionally later in the day.
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I checked myself out in the mirror to make sure I looked good, and headed to the lobby with my security to meet Jordyn and get the day started.
— Outfit Fitting
My first stop of the day was technically Starbucks so that I could get some coffee in me to wake my body and mind up, but it was really it a fitting for my dress that I would be wearing to the award show. It was designed by Christian Siriano, an American fashion designer for womenswear. His work was absolutely phenomenal! When he emailed me, showing interest in wanting to work with me on a red carpet dress, I couldn't pass it up. He was insanely talented. We came up with the concept for the dress together, him bringing both of our ideas for the design to life.
The dress had this beautiful old Hollywood glamour vibe to it. It was definitely giving rich and expensive! I fell in love with it immediately. It was dramatic, floor-length, and had this semi-long train. It was black and blue colored, had a turtle neck, and a triangular cutout over the chest, but it wasn't exposing too much skin. It was still classy and very elegant yet played the fine line with sexy due to its fitting form, and the way it hugged my hips. There were also a few other small details, but overall it was absolutely gorgeous.
Christian did his finishing touches to the dress as I tried it on, tailoring it in some spots, and changing things that needed some polishing. I thanked him for his work and collaboration, to which he thanked me as well for allowing him to opportunity. We both agreed that we would be business partners when it came to fashion here on out.
— At The Venue, Rehearsals
I had gotten out the black truck with Jordyn and Security, getting ready to go into the venue to do a few practice runs for the show from 10 to 2 when I was suddenly bombarded by flashes: Paparazzi. I was expecting it later on during the day of course, but at 10 AM?! In the morning?? This is ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous. Do these people not have a sleeping schedule?
They were yelling all sorts of crazy words and questions at me. Asking me questions about my relationship with Marshall, if we're really dating, or if I'm only using him as a rebound for Zach, Zach and I possibly getting back together in the future (which by the way... ew, gross, never), how I feel about my old apartment being broken into, am I going to sue my neighbor for selling my business as a story to the internet, stuff about the four people that were convicted (which also by the way, I was just informed about that yesterday. These people really do work fast don't they), etc. They were just giving me so much crap. They didn't even have the decency to say good morning to me first, just straight to the point with negativity and flashing lights. I was highly irritated about that, which I'm sure showed on my face. I knew it would be plastered everywhere within the next few hours because for some reason the media loved to see squirm a lot lately. I eventually made it through the crowd with the help of security moving people out of the way, and another one grabbing my hand to lead me inside. I let out an audible sigh of relief once we entered the ginormous building.
