= Brooke =
@briellewilde: Feels good to be in Milan :))
@camerondallas: Back in Milan 😍 I missed it
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"So, I just arrived in Milan, and dang, it's so damn nice here." I say, flipping the camera to see what was outside of the car. It's been a while since I last used Snapchat, and since I was finally out of the country, again, I decided why not update people on my trip?
"Where are we heading to, again?" I ask my friend, Niki, who was in charge of me while we were here in Italy or basically anywhere. "We're going to the hotel." She answers from the shotgun seat.
I wanted to explore Milan as soon as we drop our bags at the hotel, but I was told that we just have to change and then, we're already heading to the Dolce and Gabbana Fashion Show.
Soon enough, the car stopped in front of the hotel lobby, me, stepping out and grabbed my suitcase from the back. "You wait here, I'll just get our rooms from the receptionist." Niki says, as she was already running in.
"Brielle!" I hear girls scream, and when I peek a little bit more to see the outside of the hotel premise, I was faced with screaming teenage girls. I waved and smiled at them, from where I was standing at, making them scream louder.
Just then, Niki grabbed my shoulder, making me turn to my back to face her. "Here's your card. Don't lose it." She warns me, and I smile, remembering the times I did lose the hotel room card. "I won't."
"You go up, and fix yourself. We'll just get you once we need to leave." I nod, fixing my draw-string bag, before dragging my suitcase in the hotel lobby. I feel so grateful that I've miraculously fit clothes for 5 days in a suitcase, and a draw-string bag.
I actually don't know how long we're staying here, but when I asked Niki, she just told me to pack for 5 days, so I'm assuming, 5 days was the answer to my question. Once I was in front of my hotel room, I tapped the card, and I was amazed by what I saw on the bed.
I closed the door, grabbing my phone out, and went immediately to Snapchat. "We just arrived in our hotel, and I'm finally up in my hotel room. But, look at this," I say, flipping from the front camera to the actual camera on the back of the phone, revealing tons of paper bags from Dolce and Gabbana.
"This is crazy. Thank you Dolce and Gabbana for all of these." I say, ending the video. I decided to stall a bit before changing my clothes, and go through the gifts on my bed. I grabbed the envelope and decided to snapchat me, opening and reading it.
"Now, let's see what's inside this." I say, getting the paper inside with one hand, and showing it on camera. "Damn, this is a good font. Or handwriting, if someone did write this down." I say, letting the video reach its limit and end itself.
"Now, gotta change." I say, throwing my phone on the bed, and ran to get my clothes for the event.
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Once I heard a knock on the door, I ran barefoot to open it, only revealing my two friends, Niki, and Bianca - who was also my photographer. "Are we going?" I ask, running back to the bed, grabbing a pair of black strappy heels through the process.
"Yes, so finish fixing yourself real quick." Niki says, sounding like a boss. She's not usually like this when I don't have events to attend to, believe me. I ran towards the mirror, re-applying a light shade of pink lipstick.
I heard the camera shutter, only to see Bianca, taking a picture of me. "Can I see?" I ask. It may be a good shot, and instagram-worthy, so don't judge me. "Oh, that's nice. I'm posting that on instagram." I say, fixing my clothes.
