It was a sort of tingling in my stomach, mixed with the oncoming rush of light-headiness and, at the same time, a focusing, burning feeling that surged through my entire body. I called it Fiery Red. Filled with glamour and rising to the top as a star from the gutters, Natalie Britan drops all inhibitions and dons a dress of haute couture, meeting the most amazing woman she could ever have thought of; Madonna Cicconi. Of course, it could just be the liquor.