Dove
The runway lasted for what I believed was five minutes or had it been ten? I was not sure, but all I knew was that it felt equivalent to running a marathon. It was strange really. The sore feet, the bruised back and the fact I lost my voice. Fashion shows were more wild than I thought. Well it wasn't the fashion show that had me have a bruised back, I believed that was me falling off the bar top when I had too many shots of tequila.
My raspy voice was due to me singing at the top of my lungs with Landon, Kelsey and Molly. The headache was because Benecio insisted I taste different cocktails which left me hungover and the pit in my stomach was when I puked in the bushes after I insisted I could walk back to the hotel. I was grateful the paparazzi didn't catch that moment.
I knew models partied. I knew it could get wild but I didn't know how wild it could get. My first night was the biggest success and I still wanted to ride the wave. Not go to breakfast and see Danilo.
