I Can't Live Within You

Chpt. 3 The Photoshoot

A week had passed since Twiggy received the call from her manager about the Photoshoot. They were now arriving in Paris, and it was night time. She loved to travel, see the different places of the world, meet all of her fans. It was so beautiful to see all the lights in the city from up high in the sky. Once they made it to the airport, people were already starting to crowd around her. There were even some people taking pictures, everyone jabbering in French, she couldn't understand what they were saying. She just politely smiled and waved, trying to make it past everyone and into the taxi with her manager. They drove to the hotel and checked into their rooms. Dennis came into her room to give her the drill.

"Ok, I know you're super excited about getting to meet him, but you must remain calm and professional, ok? We don't want to scare him off before we even begin the shoot." He said.

"Oh please, don't go giving me that rubbish, I can be totally and completely professional in front of him, even if I was a huge fan!" She scoffed.

"It never hurts to make sure! Remember, you have to be ready early tomorrow morning so we can get to the studio on time for hair and makeup. But before all that there will be a couple of minutes for you to meet everyone first."

"I know, I know! We discussed this all on the flight! Can you please let me get settled now, I'm extremely tired!" She whined.

"Alright, geez. I'm just doing my job!" He said as he left. She walked over to her window and stared out into the distance. She wondered deeply how things would go tomorrow, and if she would ever get some sleep tonight.

The next morning they arrived at the studio, and she could hardly breathe. She got to meet the camera man and the makeup artists, but she hadn't seen David anywhere yet. "He's running a tad late." They assured her, until someone notified them that he finally arrived.

"Oh God help me," she thought, "I'm not ready."

"How do I look?" She asked, smoothing her hair.

"You look fine, what's the worry?" Her manager asked.

"I'm just so nervous."

Then she saw him, walking into the set room. He was so gorgeous, his hair was so red, his eyes dreamy, and his face was so perfectly sculpted. She froze up, staring at how handsome he was. Then he got closer.

"Hello Ms. Twiggy, I'd like you to meet David." Said his manager.

"Good morning." David said to her.

She hesitated, then grinned and shook his hand nervously. "Good morning." She said with a shy voice.

"It's an absolute pleasure to meet such a lovely lady as yourself." He said so confidently.

She began to blush. "I could say the same for you! I'm such a big fan of your music." She said.

"Well I'm glad to hear that, thank you so much." He said with a warm smile.

As she looked into his eyes, she could see where the pupil in his left eye was larger than the other. She'd never really seen that before, it was interesting.

"Alright, it's time to get everyone ready!" Someone in the crew called out to everyone.

"Well, I shall see you in a little while." He said as he and his manager walked to their dressing room. She was still frozen.

An hour passed since they first met, busy with hair and makeup as the crew set up the backdrop for the set. It was a simple turquoise canvas. David was the first to finish, his hair spiked up and his face drawn with an outline and blush on his cheeks and temples. He wore black pants but no shirt. Then Twiggy was finally finished, and walked out onto the set. Her makeup was similar to his, an outline drawn on her face, but filled in with pink and covering her eyebrows, which were drawn over with a thin line. Her eyes were dusted with a sparkling blue shadow. The rest of her face, neck and shoulders were spray painted to look much tanner than David. She still had on her pants but wore a bandeau over her chest, and a blue scarf over her head. Once he caught glimpse of her he grinned.

"Well aren't we absolutely stunning!" He laughed. She smiled as she sat down right next to him.

"You look great as well. It's a little cold in here isn't it?" She said, with her arms crossed tightly.

"Kind of, but I don't mind it." He said.

"Alright now, I want you to face me." The cameraman said. "Give me a nice neutral gaze here into the camera lens. Twiggy, I want you to lean over on Bowie's shoulder, there."

Her eyes got big. "W-what?"

"Rest your head against his shoulder, you know." He imitated the movement. She couldn't see it, but David was smiling for how self-conscious she sounded. He thought it was kind of cute.

"Um...ok." She said. She slowly leaned over and placed her head on his shoulder. He felt so warm on the side of her face, she actually wanted to stay that way for a long time. "Like this?" She asked.

"Perfect!" He said. "Hold it there! Give me that blank stare, David! Twiggy, look a little more relaxed, ok? This is great!" He took several shots of that one pose. He had them do a couple other basic poses; one where their backs were against each other, one with twiggy facing David as he faced the camera, and one where she stood behind him with her head on top of his and her hands on his shoulders. Then, just like that, they were done.

"This was a lot quicker than I thought." David said.

"Oh yes! I've been through shoots that lasted almost all day!" Twiggy said.

"I cannot wait to pick the photo, it shouldn't be so hard to choose, but I'm sure they'll all be great." He said.

"Oh how lucky! I just hope Vogue will accept them, we look so glamorous!" She giggled.

"Alright, I think we're done here. Let's go get you washed up and head back to London. It was nice meeting you Mr. Bowie." Said Dennis. He took Twiggy's arm and began to walk her away until she remembered the song.

"Oh, David! I almost forgot!" She said rushing back to him. "I've heard your song Drive-in Saturday on the radio, and in it you mention someone named Twig the Wonder Kid....I was curious....was that possibly a reference to me?" She asked nervously.

"No one else but you, Twigs." He said.

Her heart melted. She could hardly walk away, turning her back on his view. She was falling for him.