2 Miss Photogenic

Turn to your left Rosa then half step forward and raise your hips a bit. Lovely! Great!"

Click and flash, click and flash. The photographer keeps on clicking trying to capture a perfect image for the dress. "Now, slant your head a little bit. That's perfect!"

Rosa continues with a different pose this time.

"I like that pose Rosa. Keep it up. Raise your elbows a bit. Pull your chin down a little bit."

She is close to exhaustion since morning from posing and changing clothes. But this is her profession so she does not dare to complain. Yes, modeling is glamorous but for any profession you have to work hard to climb to the top and work harder to maintain her famous image.

"Somebody kindly hold on to her hair for this close-up. A little powder on her, please." The photographer calls out.

Rosa meekly remains in her pose while the make-up artist dabs a little powder on her nose tip and chin.

The shoot continues. "There you go Rosa. One more shot. And next outfit guys!"

Rosa changes to an old rose mermaid gown embedded with pearls and open-toe glass stiletto lined with silver. As the make-up artist fixes Rosa's lipstick Brie approaches her followed by Madam Desta.

"Rosa I have another launch party the following day and you have to stay put. All you other schedules have been moved next week. I invited your mother but she cannot come this time so you have to represent your family. You and Brie are staying still with me for a couple of nights more. And Brie is going to cook dinner." Madam Desta winks at Brie.

"My dear Madam Desta, when did I say I am going to cook?" Brie rolls her eyes.

"I think you said it a while ago. You promised to cook year ago to be exact. Now, we have to keep our promises don't we."

Brie shrugs her shoulder off admitting defeat by Madam Desta's statement.

Madam Desta continues, "Ingredients are already prepared. I missed your lengua estofado and your pollo adobado. Rosa, I made sure your favorite seafood marinara with truffles and lots of parmesan cheese would be prepared."

Rosa turns to face them. "Madam Desta, can we have dinner now and continue the pictorial tomorrow?"

"Of course not! Where did you get that idea? That is your reward later." Madam Desta inflects the word and warns, "Again, re-wa-rd. If you stop this photo shoot, no more marinara."

Brie thinks to herself why not? No more marinara means she does not have to cook then. Why not, eh?

"On second thought, Madam Desta, you remember I am a model, right? And I should stick on a diet. Anyway, seafood is part of my diet," Rosa mischievously comments.

Madam Desta sighs, shakes her head, sweetly saying, "Alright, let us finish this faster. Out you go Rosa," the madam clapping twice.

Rosa goes out followed by Brie and Madam Desta.

Rosa gets irritated as soon as she goes out of the dressing room.