The Show Must Go On

Meet and Greet

Christina turned around and there she was, Cher in all her glory, her shiny hair shoulder-short and perfectly styled, her Make-up natural, but accentuating her distinctive facial features. It didn't took long for Cher to notice the petite little blonde that was staring at her, so she started walking up to the blonde. While Xtina noticed, all she could think of was: 'Gosh, I knew I should've put on some red lipstick this morning, it would at least seem like I put up some effort.' And than Cher already approach her: 'So, this is the little girl with the big voice, I'm hearing so much about.' Christina always appreciated that nickname, given to her early on in her career, when she still was singing at Pool parties and Birthdays, she always felt flattered by it, especially now, hearing it out of the mouth of a Legend, Cher. 'Well, it depends on what you've heared about this supposed girl.', Christina played coy. 'A little sass wouldn't hurt', Christina thought to herself, 'I mean I want to leave an impression, oh I hope she doesn't take it the wrong way.'. Cher started laughing and said; 'Well Honey, some of the things were quite disturbing, so I give you a chance to clear my mind from it. I've been told you wanted to drink my bathwater, what do you say about that?'. Both of the women started laughing. 'I guess I can't deny that one. Even through that wasn't meant for you, you know. It was more of a metaphor for my manager, that I would do everything to be with You in this movie, like f.e. drink your bathwater. But just because it wasn't intended to be heared, doesn't mean I wouldn't do it.' Both started laughing again. 'Sweetheart, I think this will be a wonderful experience with you. We are already of to a great Start!'

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After Christina went into her trailer she was greeted by her Beauty-Squad for the movie: Make-Up-Artist Kristopher Buckle, Frida Svala Aradóttir her Hair-Stylist, as well as, Simone Harouche her fashion stylist. 'Hello Darling, you look really good, so fresh-faced. I love it.', Kristopher said. 'Oh Kris, you are always too good to me. I had a horrible night and just meet Cher while looking a mess, I wished I had at least my lips on.'. 'No worries darling, you look great, but if you have doubts you'll blow them away, when you are on Set. Believe me, we'll work our magic over those dark circles.'

The Beauty-Squad really did wonders, even if she didn't really needed it. Christina wore natural Make-Up that would later the day be replaced by heavy lashes and chunky glitter, her light blonde hair was put into a wig-cap, and exchanged with a rose-brownish wig that fell in locks over her shoulders and her t-shirt, leggings and flats, switched places with a floral top other leggings and other flats. Definitely different to what she was used to, when shooting a music video. In that case, she would be glammed up to all capacities, but today she wasn't going to be Christina Aguilera the mega-superstar, today she'd embody Ali a small-town girl, that had to work her way up.

Christina was almost ready to go on set, when someone knocked on the door, asking to be let in. Jordan opened the door and there he was, a unknown man hidden from head to his pelvic with big, red, beautiful roses, he was holding. 'Sorry I don't mean to disturb you, Mrs Bratman, or do you prefer Miss Aguilera? But I was commissioned to deliver you these Roses.' the mysterious man stated.

'Sure Mr. Flowerhead, come in.', Christina giggled , 'Oh, and Christina is fine with me.'.