Okay so this is for TUSS round 1 (:
3 words to describe my style: bright, girly and trendy.
Basically my style is a cute (I LOVE LACE) top. I'd pair it with high wasited shorts aka my love. Especially these ones omg. When I saw these shorts I was all :o love at first sight. I included a bright bikini to show my more colorful and wild side (; Plus surfing is my life.
I'd probably only wear this outfit on vacation though :[ I live in Canada aka igloo woooo. I'd love to live somewhere warmer, as I love hot weather and the beach. Surfing = amazing. Canada is also an amazing place to live to though, I bag on it a lot but all in all it's pretty cool (:
I'm 15 years old (: 16 on January 24th. Ahhh I feel like I'm growing up so fast. And that I'm so far behind :[ Like never had a boyfriend :s I'm still like an innocent little girl. Except I go on social networking sites like 24/7.
Idk what else to say xD
Alya Murphy (:
☆ Saturday :
First Challenge - In lieu of us being in Hawaii, design a look for your gal on a gorgeous beach shoot perfect for the Maui sands, and the VS Swim catalogue, of course! Good luck!
I choose this look as I wanted something bright and colorful to represent Ayla's more wild party side. Also in the story I'm going to have Ayla have her photoshoot last so the sky will be reaching an almost sunset hue. Ayla was offered to wear a more conservative one piece but Ayla wanted nothing of it. Ayla's parents were super strict and would gasp at the thought of a bikini. Ayla knew she wanted a bikini. She didn't want it to be to crazy though so she picked a solid color for the bottoms. At the start of her photoshoot she'll be wearing a crochet top (you'll be able to get a peek at the bikini top under it) and shorts that'll show off her long legs. She'll also wear some wedges. She'll ditch the outfit for the remainder of the shoot, and simply wear the bikini.
Ayla had been sitting in the hair stylists chair all day, watching every single one of the other girls rock their photoshoot.
To be frank her ass hurt like hell. Being outside, even in a gorgeous place like Hawaii, could grate on somebody's nerves.
I was just going to deal with it though, anything for modelling I thought with a wry smile. I stood up from the uncomfortable chair and stretched some. It felt completely amazing. Some of the girls were watching Evie's photoshoot and I decided to join them.
Evie was doing amazing, she did simple poses to complex ones. She knew how to work her best angles and even make her not her so great angles look awesome. It was if she was dancing with the photographer, matching movements in a seamless performance.
When she finished she had a glowing smile on her face.
"You did wonderful! Don't know how I'm going to top that," I said to her as she came up from the beach. My voice was confident but honestly? My confidence wasn't at an all time high. I suppose watching a flawless performance could do that to you.
"Thanks! I'm sure you'll to perfect on your photoshoot. Don't stress it," Evie replied reassuringly, as if she could sense my nervousness. She gave me a quick hug, and then headed off to some guy who I assume is her boyfriend. She has good taste.
"Ayla Murphy! You're up!" the photographer called from down the beach, somewhat annoyed. I flinched a bit, of course I'd have the photoshoot time where everyone was annoyed and just wanted to go home.
I plastered a smile on my face as I quickly walked over to the location of the photographer. Miraculously I didn't fall on my face which wouldn't be a great start to the photoshoot. It's harder to walk on sand with wedges then you'd think.
The photographer gave me a small prim smile but I could tell that she just wanted the day to be done. And wasn't going to be the one to stop that from happening. I start the photoshoot on a rock, doing multiple poses that I think look good.
"To stiff! To pose-y!" she yells over the crashing waves.
I shake my arms slightly a bit, trying to get out of my own head and simply focus on my location. I want it to look natural and not artificial but I also want it to embody Victoria Secret.
I tried a few more poses and even did a jump from the rock into the ocean which is met with a smile from the photographer. I assumed that was the most I was going to get from the photographer so I was filled with a new positive energy. I did a few more poses with my entire outfit but soon ditched the shorts and shirts.
Now I was simply in a bikini and instead of feeling self conscious like I feared, I just felt relieved of being not as hot. I rushed into the warm water and did just what felt natural. I tried a variety of things, from being sassy to sultry. To cutesy to sexy.
When I was done I felt like no time had passed at all. Once I got over my original awkwardness it had been smooth sailing and actually pretty fun.
I returned back from the beach and was smiling like crazy. I wrapped a my hair up with a towel to dry my hair and Naomi and Maury then approached me.
"You did great!" Naomi exclaimed with a sweet smile.
"Seriously, I'm impressed," Maury added.
"Thanks ladies, you did amazing to. I'm just so overwhelmed, you know? When I was younger I never imagined myself modelling for Victoria Secret."
"Tell me about it. I'm plan to go far though," Maury spoke with fierce determination. Naomi and I nodded in agreement.
"My strict parents wanted me to be a doctor or a lawyer. Something productive and proper," I said with sarcasm on my last words.
"Oh my god! Tell me about it. My parents are the same way," Naomi said with a roll of her brown eyes.
"Ayla? Modelling? Now don't be foolish!" I mocked my mom, even including her high pitched laugh. That caused Naomi to double over laughing.
"That's seriously the most accurate impression of any strict mother I've ever heard."
"There almost always the same right? They're just telling you things for your own good. Though it makes you feel bad" I said with a little shrug.
"Oh look over there!" Maury spoke up suddenly, as she was quiet for awhile. Both Naomi and I's heads swivel around and lock on the thing (or rather person) Maury was pointing at.
Holy sex god.
"Um girls. I think we may be in the presence of a male model," Naomi whispered softly. We all giggled like little school girls discussing their current crush at lunch.
"I'm going to talk to him," I replied with a quick smile. I was halfway up to him when my stomach dropped. What was I doing? This brave girl who went up to random super attractive male models wasn't me. I was usually the shy girl without a boyfriend.
Which reminded me.
I had a boyfriend.
Derek. A DJ I met at a party. Already our relationship was falling a part though. We seemed to have our best moments at parties.
If nothing else I could be friends with this guy, right?
As I grew closer to him I gasped. He wasn't a male model, he was the star of the Twilight movies. Most of the world had seen his famous abs at one point.
Oh my god.
I was starstruck.
"Hey, you seem a bit out of place here," I spoke softly and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear.
He turned around and laughed (oh what a beautiful laugh!) and stuck his hand out for me to grab.
I stared at it for a bit until I realized that I was supposed to shake it. I could almost feel myself blush.
"I'm Ayla Murphy."
"Obviously." We grinned at eachother and I tried not to die under his trademark heart melting smile.
"So how did your photoshoot go? I'm assuming your a model here. You have the looks for it." I felt myself blush and I'm about to reply to when Alessandra came out from nowhere.
"Ash! You're here!" Alessandra exclaimed wrapping him in a tight hug. She shot me a glare, her eyes like daggers. I didn't know Alessandra that much but just that look made me dislike her already. That and the way she put herself all over Ash.
"Yeah we were just talking about the shoot," I said, trying to diffuse the tension. It was to no avail though as it only seemed to further the tension.
"That's great. Now if you would excuse me I'd like to talk to my...friend," Alessandra spoke as if talking to a child. I bit my tongue to prevent a sarcastic remark from coming out and instead waved at Ash then walked back to Naomi and Maury.
"How did it go?" Maury questioned eagerly.
"He's just Alessandra's friend," I answered with a uncaring shrug.
"Interesting," Naomi said in a deep voice causing us to laugh again.
"You could say that again," I agreed casting a final look at Ash and Alessandra.