May 8th, 2009

Randi could tell Dave was a little creeped out about being forty-one. She was glad he didn't go out and buy a Lamborghini though. Sure, they may be able to afford one, but she didn't want one.

Randi sat in the parent waiting room with Daisy as Lyric took a placement test. Daisy was sitting up and crawling now so Randi had to keep a good eye on her. A woman probably the same age as herself wouldn't stop looking at Randi.

"Excuse me. I hate to bother you, but are you Miranda Malucci?" She asked. Randi glanced at the woman and nodded.

"Been that for awhile now." Randi smiled politely.

"I'm like…I love you. I'm wearing your shirt right now." She said pulling her blazer off. Randi looked at the woman's shirt.

"Oh yes. That was my summer line a while ago." She said.

"Sarah Smith." She extended her hand. Randi glanced at Daisy and shook Sarah's hand. Sometimes she loved meeting fans like these, but not when she was being herself. Today she was Randi Malucci, mom of four girls and not Miranda Malucci and at work.

"A pleasure." Randi said turning her attention back to Daisy.

"Is that your daughter? I knew you were pregnant awhile ago." Sarah said. Randi nodded.

"Daisy yeah." She said.

"Sorry to hear what happened to your husband last summer. I know it must have been a hard thing to go through." Sarah said.

"Yeah, thanks." Randi picked up a magazine with one of her dresses on the cover. I need to get this issue.

"How many shops do you have?" Sarah asked her. I'm not going to get any reading done am I? Randi looked at Sarah.

"I have one here down town, One in Los Angeles, One in New York city, one in Milan, one in Paris, and one in Tokyo." Randi said. "We're hoping to open another one in New York and Milan."

"Wow. That's impressive." Sarah said, "I'm only a doctor."

"So is my husband. He has his own clinic." Randi said.

"So I've read. My husband is a doctor as well. He runs Mercy Hospital." Sarah said. Randi smiled softly. So this woman wants to compete with me? I'll show her.

"How many kids do you have? I'm assuming you have one since you're here." Randi put the magazine down. Daisy crawled over to a pile of blocks.

"I have three boys and one girl." Sarah said, "You have four girls?" Randi nodded.

"Yeah, Ireland, Lyric, Sailor, and daisy." She said, "Yours?"

"Alexander, Brett, Christopher, and Eden." Sarah smiled, "My Eden is in third grade, but she's taking the fifth grade placement test."

"So is my Lyric." She smiled, "She's in kindergarten. She's six. My Ireland is seven and entering fifth grade also." Sarah's smile faded. Randi smiled smugly as she looked at Daisy. "My other daughter, Sailor is a figure skater. She's expected to go to Olympic trials in five or six years. She'll be the youngest girl ever."

"That's….nice." Sarah said. Randi smiled. She won. "I know My Eden got close to a hundred. I'm sure yours did too."

"Probably." Randi smiled. Suddenly there came a screeching down the hallway. Eden and Lyric ran into the waiting room.

"Momma! I passed!" Lyric cried. She held the test up proudly.

"Let me see." Randi looked at the test and there was a giant red ninety-seven. Randi's eyes widened, "Oh Lyric!"

"I did good huh?" Lyric said. Randi hugged Lyric.

"You did very good." She said. Sarah looked at Eden.

"How about you?" She asked.

"I passed." Eden said.

"With what?" Sarah asked her. Randi smiled to herself as she picked Daisy up. She wanted to hear this one.

"A seventy-eight." Eden said. Sarah frowned deeply.

"Come on. Let's go." Sarah said as she took Eden's hand. Randi giggled as she patted Lyric's head.

"I'm very proud of you, sweetheart." Randi said, "Let's go tell Daddy and the others." Lyric skipped with happiness out of the school. Now her and Ireland would be in the same class. Ireland wouldn't like that. As Randi buckled Daisy into her carseat, She thought about Lyric. She would be eight when she entered Junior high. She would be eleven when entering high school. When she turned twenty-two, she would be called Dr. Lyric Malucci. That thought scared Randi. She was a freshman in high school when she lost her virginity. Lyric would be eleven. That REALLY scared Randi.

May 22nd, 2009

Randi sat in from of the mirror checking her make up and her newly curled hair. She was about to throw up. Dave glanced at her.

"You look very pale." He said. Randi nodded as she glanced at him.

"Yeah well it isn't every day Oprah asks you to sit in the front row for fashion reference." Randi said. Dave chuckled softly.

"I guarantee you that she wont call on you." He said as Sherri walked into the green room.

"Mrs. Malucci, we need you on stage right now. Francie Fisher had to cancel on us." Sherri said. Randi blushed deeply.

"For the f-fashion show?" Randi asked. Sherri nodded.

"Yes. Please come this way." She said as she put the microphone on Randi. Randi smiled slightly as she secured it on her belt; "The models are all wearing your clothes. Here are your index cards. Thank you for doing this, Mrs. Malucci." Randi looked at Dave with large eyes.

"I'll be in the front row. You'll do great." Dave smiled. Randi nodded slowly as Sherri led her onto the stage. This was unreal. She wasn't here. She wasn't here staring at Oprah. She was saying something but it wasn't registering in Randi's head.

"Ah…I make clothes." She sputtered out. Oprah chuckled.

"That's why you're here." She said sitting down. Randi sat next to her, "Your plus size line is absolutely gorgeous. It's about time someone made something that wasn't a moo moo." Randi smiled.

"I agree." Randi took a deep breath. Oprah smiled softly.

"You've never been on TV have you?" She asked.

"Press conferences yes, but not like this." Randi smiled.

"Well, relax. It'll go just fine. Live TV isn't as bad as every one thinks." She said as the red light went on. The audience clapped. Randi looked at Dave. He winked at her. "Welcome back. A couple years ago, I was looking for a dress that was...I don't know stylish but comfortable. You all know how hard that is. Well, I came across a small shop in down town Chicago. It had a slew of wonderful clothes and I am pleased to have Miranda Malucci here who you all must know by now. She's world famous."

"World Famous." Randi chuckled.

"You are. She's here today to show off her new plus size line of clothes that I know you all will absolutely love." Oprah said.

"Being big and finding something that fits is absolutely dreadful." Randi said, "But my line is form fitting, but not too much to make it uncomfortable. Our first model is Candi. She's wearing my red sundress. Everyone has a part on his or her body that they want to accent and this dress accents her breasts. The plunging neck line leaves nothing to the imagination."

"I love how it makes the waist look smaller." Oprah said.

"The fancy work of placing fabric differently." Randi smiled at the model, "That dress retail only seventy-five dollars." The crowd ooohed. Randi smiled at Dave. He gave her a thumbs up.

"That is absolutely gorgeous." Oprah said.

"The next dress is a black silk number that retails around a hundred. It's perfect for any black tie event." Randi said. The rest of the show went perfectly for Randi. She showed eight affordable outfits. This was good publicity for Randi Wear. Everyone loved every piece that was shown and still when the show was she hadn't believed she was on national TV. Dave pried her off of the chair. She giggled wildly. "Dave, I was on TV." He smiled.

"I know. I'm proud of you." Dave said.

"This has been unrealistic." Randi pushed her blond curls off of her face. Randi watched as the janitors swept up the aisles. Dave watched the joy and excitement in Randi's eyes. He smiled softly.

"Would you like to go to the hard rock café?" he asked.

"I'm starved." She admitted.

"Good." He slipped her sweater around her shoulders. Randi smiled at Dave. This was still very sereal for Randi. She didn't believe it actually happened until people at the Hard Rock Café walked up to her inquiring about her line. Sales would probably go up by fifty percent and that was a-okay by Randi.

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