Mari was almost done and so happy to finally be done with this strange day.
The whole day she had felt like everybody was looking at her strangely. Like they knew she was living with Adrien now. In a way she felt like she was kidnapping him and taking him away from his duty and his family.
Then she remembered how horrible that father of his was. He was strict with his business and she loved how creative he still was but she hated his lack of human decency in regards to his staff and even his own son.
Her day had been another filled with stress and almost no breaks in between. Her coordinator, Marjolaine had after her first month, decided she was much too valuable to only run around between shoots and designers as a normal intern and had given her more important tasks.
Now not only did she have to keep the models happy, no, she had to make sure they wore the right clothing with the right accessories and were punctual.
One of them actually didn't turn up that morning and after much to and fro, it was decided that Marinette was to be her replacement. She was whisked aways so quickly she had no time to refuse.
Soon she had on a much too tight and revealing outfit with polka dots on it. This had to be a bad movie she thought while she twirled in the spotlight for the photographer. ( image/172303973432 only mari though)
The dress she was wearing seemed like it was made for her and she could almost feel Tikki squealing in delight in her dress room. She felt the cold draft on her exposed back when Gabriel himself entered the room.
"What is going on here?" he did not have to ask, he probably already knew and just wanted to check if everything still went smoothly.
The director went to him simpering all the while how the other model had some kind of emergency in her family and that Marinette had fit the measurements exactly and how perfect it was to have someone so they didn't have to delay and that Marinette was doing fabulously and so on and on.
Marinette frowned. How long had she not been eating right, that her measurements could be like a model's!? She vowed to finally eat better with Adrien at home, so he wouldn't feel pressured to stay as thin as he was now. She liked a little more muscle on a boy. Her mind jumping to Chat Noir for whatever reason, well maybe not whatever reason, the boy was wearing skintight leather after all. But he had weird weight problems as well. Sometimes he was so buff and another month she could see his ribcage. It scared her and she had told him so. He was always welcome for a cookie at Marinettes. As Ladybug she had repeatedly reminded him they couldn't fight for Paris on a diet.
She shook herself and kept twirling in her red dress. It was perfect for dancing. Just below her butt it flared out just so and had black Polka dots that would hypnotize anyone looking too long. She felt sexy but at the same time a little uncomfortable. It was after all red and had black dots on it like her suit. It was just well and good that they had opened her hair and curled it slightly.
She still maintained her two pigtails as Ladybug just to stay consistent in her superhero persona. As her normal self she had opted most often for the simple style of the bun to have her hair out of her eyes. Now her long hair flowed freely and accented her bare back.
Even Gabriel was impressed. He didn't show it of course but didn't throw her off set which was quite the giveaway.
They kept on styling her like this and that and Marinette now knew she would never ever be a model professionally. How annoying having everyone poke at you, pull your hair into a thousand different styles and have to still smile or pout accordingly. Urgh.
She much preferred her own job thank you very much.
Even Tikki commented how Marinette was much more radiant making fashion, not wearing it.
Marjolaine her coordinator sent her home a little earlier for her extra work and she arrived home only to find two of her favourite people lounging on her sofa playing Mario Kart.