Jens pov
Isabelle picked me up from my place and now we're on the way to the closest mall.
"So what type of shoot is it tomorrow?" I ask her. "It's for my portfolio" she says. "Portfolio?" I ask. "Mhm. Don't you have one?" She asks me. "I don't" "how'd you get hired under Tiffany?
"My... friend introduced me to Tiff and then I guess Tiff fell in love with my looks and automatically hired me" I said. "Wow! Lucky you"
"Should I have a portfolio though?" I ask her. "Yes! Well if you plan on doing more modeling I recommend you make one. You can use some pictures from this job and then also take your own at your own time which is why I hired a personal photographer tomorrow. Posing all types of way and there's no theme." She tells me.
Interesting. I mean I just recently started in this industry but that tip might be something I'd have to remember.
We get to the mall and look around for outfits for her. I don't know her style but I'm getting tempted to buy some of my own things. I know I shouldn't because I'm saving money. I'm on a budget. But these workout clothes look cute and the sports bra catches my attention a lot.
"Maybe I'll get myself something" I said and picked out a pair of designed leggings and a matching sports bra. Then I followed her to the casual outfits section but there was a corner with all lingerie clothes.
"Dammit" I said. "What?" She asks. "I'm getting tempted to buy more things. Give me a second" I said and walked over to the panties. There was a bunch of laced panties. All different colors. And the brallettes are so cute. Plus there's this lingerie outfit that I know I'd look amazing in. But for who? Leah? No. Myself. I mean she could see me in these if she gets lucky enough..
"Which one" I text leah and sent her a picture of the panties. "???" She responds. "Pick one dumbass." "The red thong😊" "and pick a bra" I responded. I'm annoyed that I'm doing this because I'm supposed to be mad at her but at the same time I like her decisions..plus she's the only one who gets to see. "Find a matching red laced bra or brallette" she replies. "K" I responded then picked one and went back to Isabelle.
"Back. Sorry" I giggled. "What'd you get?" She asked which I was hoping she wouldn't. "Oh-um just some lingerie" I giggle. "Cuuuute" She says and continues looking around. I helped her out for a few minutes then she started trying a few things on and asking for my opinions. All that.
After she bought clothes, we dropped of the bags in her car. I only had only bag and she had about four. Then we went back in the mall and looked for somewhere to eat since it's almost dinner.
"You still out?" Leah texts me. "Yup" "text me when you're home" "k" I responded then put my phone down and had a conversation with Isabelle. She reminds me of a model. I mean she is a model but the name fits perfectly with her. She's pretty and seems like such a soft, caring, sweet person. Hopefully we end up becoming good friends because I feel weird not having any modeling friends. I feel like I'm on my own aside from Leah and her support. She supports me so much it's cute.
But still mad at her.
After dinner, she dropped me back off at my apartment. I put down my bag and purse along with my keys and phone, kicked my shoes off and got myself some wine that Leah gave me. She had extra bottles and I'm in the mood since I started overthinking again on the way back home.
A few minutes later I moved this little wine session to my bathtub. Placed a few candles along the sides, started the water and placed a bath bomb inside the water. I watched it sizzle until it got smaller. It smells amazing. Then I took my clothes off and threw it all in the hamper, played some soothing music and went in the tub. I brought the whole bottle and put it on the side too along with my little glass.
