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June 30th 2010
Today I met with Channings best friend, who is also one of my friends, Scarlett Marion. Scarlett is 5'6", 125lbs(don't tell her I told you), and has flaming red hair with hazel eyes. I had slept in because I was up late finishing up the packing for my trip to Paris. I was just starting to wake up when my phone started blaring Paparazzi by Lady Gaga, I knew right away that it was Scarlett. I grabbed my phone off of the nightstand and answered it. "What time is it Scarlett?" I asked.
I am sure I sounded half asleep and pissed that she was waking me up. "It's 12:30, did you forget that I haired you to style me for my poetry reading on Saturday? And that we were meeting at 11:30 at H&M on 5th? Where are you?"
I completely forgot, I cant believe that. I didn't even do a prep for this job, you know pulling extra shoes, jewelry, belts, that kind of stuff. "Honestly Scarlett, I've been getting ready to head to Paris next week and I just forgot."
"Hey CJ, don't worry I got all day. You want me to come up to you?"
I didn't feel the need for her to do that especially because we have to head back downtown if she did come up here. "Scarlett, give me 30 minutes and I'll be there. I just have to grab some stuff for you from here and get dressed. Then I will be there. Can you pick up some Starbucks?"
She agreed and we said goodbye. As soon as I hung up the phone I jumped out of my bed and ran to my "client" closet. My "client" closet consists of all the basics that I would need. It has shoes in black, nude, gold, and silver; basic tank tops and a few pieces of jewelry and some belts. I had already picked out the top for her to wear. It is this vintage 1980s Gianni Versace gold mesh mini dress with a cowl back. I had already called the vintage store and had them put it on hold for me. I grabbed a few pairs of black and gold pumps and some belts and threw them into an old black Chanel shopping bag and set it by the door. I had fallen asleep before showering, I looked at the clock and saw I had already used 15 min doing the prep work and did not have enough time to shower and make it downtown. I sniffed my pitts. Not to bad. I threw on some Brut deodorant and then grabbed a red Dolce & Gabbana dress shirt, skinny dark denim Diesel jeans, a white and red stripped Tommy Hilfiger tie, silver tie bar, white Gucci sneakers. I threw on my Lacoste Essential cologne, grabbed my wallet, aviators, and the the shopping bag and went off to meet Scarlett. When I was 10 minutes away I called her and let her know. She told me that she was already in the store doing some browsing for herself. When I got there I went right in and spotted her immediately because of her flaming red hair. We greeted each other in typical socialite style with a hug and a kiss to both cheeks. "So what are we looking for in here?" she asked.
"Well in all honesty I only need to get one thing in here, and that is a hot pair of skinny jeans." I said
She nodded and we made our way over to the denim section, grabbed a few pairs and I sent her to the dressing room to try them on. She tried on eight different pairs before I picked the best fit . We paid and left. "Well you know the next store is only six blocks away and it is a nice day. Would you like to walk?" I asked
She gave me a thank god I'm not wearing heels look. She actually looked stunning wearing the same white bat wing Halston Heritage v-necked dress Sarah Jessica Parker wore in the Sex and the City Sequel. Scarlett paired the dress with an awesome fuchsia Christian Dior tote with a silver metal handle, and some killer white with silver studs Christian Louboutin pigalle pointy toe flats.
Did I mention that Scarlett is Channings best friend? Well she is, so I took the opportunity to find out more about him. I learned that he is a big Katy Perry fan (OMG she is doing a private pre-album launch party!), he loves to travel, he has never been in a relationship, and he loves to go to sports and charity events. "So Scarlett, do you think Channing would like to go to a Katy Perry concert with me tomorrow night?"
I met Katy at Paris fashion week last year, and have gone to like 3 of her concerts and have been backstage. "I think that he would love that! But I haven't heard about one, and surprisingly enough neither has he. He goes every time she is here, I should know he always drags me along with him."
"Well you see I am friends with Katy and this is a pre-album launch party. Invitation only." I said
She looked at me with a you are fucking kidding me look. "Wow he will flip shit!"Good that's what I wanted.
We got to our next destination, RARE Vintage. I walked over to my car and grabbed my bag of accessories. "You ready?" I asked
We headed in and were greeted warmly from the start. I told one of the sales girls that I called and put the Gianni Versace dress on hold. She went into the back room and re-emerged with the dress in a clear plastic garment bag. I almost had a fashion orgasm, it was so stunning. "Scarlett, what do you think?" I asked
She looked at the dress and went gaga for it. "CJ, I love it! You know me so well."
I knew she would like it. "Well how about you go try it on with the cowl in the back."
She did and when she came out of the the dressing room looking wicked stunning. "CJ, I love it, BUT it is really short."
I already knew it would be to short for her as a dress that is why we went to H&M and got her the jeans. I walked over to the bag that they were in and got them out and threw them at her. "Here put these on. I get you shoes."
"She went back into the dressing room and I went over to my Chanel shopping bag and grabbed out two different pairs of Louboutins. One a pair of black sequin peep toes and the other just a plain gold peep toe pump. I also grabbed a vintage Chanel gold tassel necklace and an Alexander McQueen gold four finger knuckle duster ring. She emerged and if I may say so myself this is one of the best looks that I have ever put together for Scarlett. I put one of each shoe on her, stepped back and decided that the black sequin ones were better. I took the gold shoe off and gave her the other black one. Then I gave her the ring which she was in love with and then the necklace which I placed backwards so it was in the cowl of her back. I told her how to style her hair and makeup and sent her back into the dressing room . I packed up while I was doing that this purple with gold studs 1980's Gianni Versace bolero Jacket called to me. I tried it on and it fit me perfectly. Hey it was only $4,000. Scarlett came out and I paid for both pieces which cost he $9,000 but hey we are talking vintage Gianni Versace! I grabbed all out bags keeping Scarlett's performance outfit separate from the the rest of my stuff. I loaded up everything into my car because I will hold the outfit until Saturday night when I head over to the performance space early to help her get ready. "Thank you so much CJ! I never would have been able to or even have thought to put this together." She said.
I said goodbye to Scarlett and headed home. I called Channing and and told him to be at my place by 7:00pm tomorrow dressed to go out to a party. He was suspicious to what I was up to. I still kept him in the dark no matter how much he begged. I find it cute that he was begging to know where we are going. I really do believe that I am starting to fall for this guy!