Chapter 1
How many people can actually fit on the a train before it tilts or falls over? Good question. I'm spuashed between a guy with a breef case and a women holding a crying 2 jear oldish boy. I overslept and the tube is running late and I'm caught in the morning rush and can't take a step without bumping into someone. How can this day get any worse? At that thought a cloud suddenly burst and it started raining non-stop. Not really uncommon in London. And I'm now officially late for my interview!!
I run out of the station and try to snag a cab,but to my horrible luck, no luck.
I'm about to start running, but caught myself in a window of a shop, brown hair pulled up in a messy bun, with feathers stikking out in all directionsand trying to look artsy for my audition that is based on skill, imagination, persistence and patience, wearing a colourful blouse with feathers and black leggings with 4 inch colourful high heels, with feathers. You get the idea. The feathers are hanging because of the rain, and there's the outfit ruind. So much for first impressions.
I remember at the beginning of the year Zoë (my BFF) told me to write in for a make-up/cosmetic contest. It's called face off you have to create a mask,sketck it, mold, skulpt, paint and add an outfit. The judges give a topic and you get 8 ours to create it. A model will then walk on a stage and show of your creation. The judges will chose the worst creation and that person who made it will be diskwalifide and go home and the winner gets a free cosmetics supply and a movie contact+ cash. And they give you a villa to stay in, with the other participants.
She wrote me in (Zoë) because I do scary masks and makeup for like a Zombie,Vampire and Warewolf for a haunted house at the cemetery in the ouskirts of London, where I live. So I made a audition video and the competition will be streamed all over the world on TV. I also have a YouTube channel and a TikTok account that specifies on tuturals.
Last week Monday a got a text that said I must come to the studio for the 1'st round!!
Then I remembered, if I to run in high heels I'll most probably end up in Hospitaal or something.
Finally after a minute I got a cab and put my luggage in the boot and drove to the stodio. After I climbed out of the cab I stood looking over about 5 studio's and wondering witch one I'm supposed to go to...
