Dave arrived at the set for the shoot with a treinta Starbucks coffee and another refillable coffee cup, incase there was also some there. He didn't know what to expect. He didn't really have much modeling experience, except for the covers of rock magazines with Nirvana.
He was welcomed by a team of stylists who placed him in a special chair with "Grohl" on it. Pretty Fancy. They explained the whole look they were doing would be "Harajuku". Dave stopped and pondered, for he didn't even know what that meant, he just really wanted to paint his face.
They started with the makeup process. In the background, Dave could hear him. BIEBER. Disrupting the whole process, he stood up and put on Rush instead. Duh.
"Sir, we really need you to stay still until we're done with this look" the older lady scolded.
" Well, you need to get a better taste in music" Dave stated, sticking his tongue out in disdain.
In what seemed like forever, they were finally finished. It most likely took longer because Dave couldn't stay still whenever they brushed a powder on his face.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he saw his blue and yellow eyelids and pinky purple lips. Along with that was some contour, highlight, and eyebrow gels. He looked like a 50 year old man in kindergarten that would do a peace sign and say "so kawaii XD" any second (if that's descriptive enough for you).
Just as he was practicing his fierce faces, the young stylist said to follow her to wardrobe. He was getting dressed up too?
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Easy, Breezy, Beautiful, Covergrohl (Dave Grohl)
FanfictionWith Covergirl makeup brand really going downhill, they needed a new spokesmodel. Someone different: perhaps a man. Someone who already had a huge following and fans, and was pretty kickass. DAVE. GROHL.
