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Oscar de la Renta - Fall 2020 RTW
Model: Candice SwanepoelÂ

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âStirred, not shaken.âÂ
Rosellini had spotted Claudine across the club, a beacon of platinum hair twisted into a French coil at the nape of her neck. Unsurprised, but ratherââopportunistically pleasedââto see the spot next to her vacant, Nick had risen with his whiskey in hand and crossed the establishment, glittering with gorgeous women and expensive clientele, to occupy it. Claudineâs vicinity was, as ever, electric; her blue eyes glowing beneath the moody lustre of the club. His gaze flickers between Claudine and the bartender, waiting as if on tenterhooks for his next cue. âThatâs still how you take it, isnât it?âÂ
That charismaticââsome Republicans would counter, sleazyââgrin unfurls across his face, as patriotic as Don McLean crooning American pie. Nick lounges in the seat beside her, one knee strewn suavely over the other, slacks freshly laundered. âWeâll see,â he quips. âWhereâs Mrs. Bannister? Or have you given him the night off?âÂ
The presence of the Mayor provoked Claudine to raise a brow. There was no way she was surprised about running into him, although, she was certainly amused. They saw each other all day, every day, and still they managed to rub shoulders after hours. It was no fault of their own, but New Yorkâs high society wasnât quite as large as it seemed.
âOf course it is. Shaken martinis get diluted too quickly.â With a shrug of her shoulders, the blonde watched as the bartender slid her fresh drink towards her, the crystal glass glimmering under the light. Nick, at times, was a complete nightmare to work for, yet his charm was intoxicating â obnoxiously so. In a way, she considered him a friend... after all, they were a cunning team. âHeâs probably in the VIP section stuffing a few hundreds down a dancerâs thong. Donât know, donât care.â She chuckled at the thought for a moment before her gaze settled back on her boss. âHowâs Genevieve? I take it this isnât quite her scene?â
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He was definitely a face that could blend in without much of a problem, especially around here. Not much was needed to blend in, just a face that looked like he knew what he was doing. Gentille Fille was a good place to do what he wanted, without the repercussions of anything. His fingers tapped on the glass of his drink, âPleasure, I guess,â Definitely wasnât business. Not here, at least. âWhy are you here?â Though he thought he already knew the answer to the question, just by the martini in front of her. âBecause of itâs just to drink, feel free to join me for the rest of the night.âÂ
As the bartender slid her drink towards her, Claudine picked it up with ease, bringing it to her lips for a slow sip. The strangerâs face seemed rather familiar... did they run in the same circles? Or had she encountered him due to her job? She wracked her brain in an attempt to conjure up a memory of him, but so far, no luck. âYouâre right about that. Iâm with my husband... heâs off somewhere with the dancers, while my main destination for this evening is the bar.â A chuckle rolled off her tongue. âWhat are you drinking? Iâd like to buy you another.â
blairdiaz.
open to anyone location art gallery (it can be blairâs or a random one)
One of the things Blair loved most about art was its ability to be interpreted endless amounts of ways. You could look at a piece a hundred different times and find a hundred different views. She never grew tired of it ; always curious to know the story behind each piece, and, what others interpret to the stories to be themselves. Arms that were folded across her chest were now falling back to her side as she felt another join her. Head turning towards them, but eyes remaining on the piece. â What do you think? â
Art had always been something Claudine was passionate about. Sadly, god didnât bless her with any artistic gifts, but her appreciation came in spades. She was so engrossed in the pieceâs beauty until she heard the voice of another command her attention. âOh. Itâs divine. Iâve always been enamoured with Sandro Botticelliâs work, which probably makes me somewhat of a clichĂŠ when there are lesser known artists with pieces just as good, but thereâs something so magical with each stroke of paint.â She mused, her line of vision turning to lay sight on the brunette. âAre you a fan of Early Renaissance art?â
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At first, the blondeâs poised nature suggests her nature to be different than that of the usual guest â at least past those hidden doors. And perhaps this is why heâs eyeing her so, gaze back and forth between her and the staffer which tends to her; the young guyâs smile brighter, chin perked up as he over-performs in front of the boss. But if Jacques had any questions about the womanâs visit, her question makes them all vanish; simple, easy, like the snapping of a pair of fingers. Business or pleasure.
âHa,â Jacques grins. âIâd like to think those things blend together, here â wouldntâcha say?â The whiskey-clad hand lowers down to his hip, a light shrug following. âIs my business, and I take pleasure in it.âÂ
Her turn. âWhatâsa woman like you doinâ âround these parts?âÂ
Claudine had always been known for her charm. From the time she was a tiny little tot, sheâd acquired the skill of being able to wrap those in her vicinity around her little finger. The skill never faded away, which allowed her to use it in her favor.Â
âI couldnât agree more. Itâs quite refreshing to being working and actually enjoying it. A hobby you get paid for. I wish my job was quite as enthralling.â Her own comment made her laugh slightly, shaking her head. Political scandals were all fun and games, but the life of a politicianâs Chief of Staff wasnât as action-packed as shows like House of Cards made it seem. Not quite.
The blonde brought the martini glass to her lips, her eyes still locked on the other, his question caused her to shrug. âA woman like me? Am I not supposed to be here?â She inquired teasingly with a raised brow, her finger beginning to circle the rim of the crystal glass. âI donât think Iâve had the pleasure of meeting you before, but I feel like youâre someone I should know.â

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the fool: do you have any nicknames? the magician: have you ever written a poem or song about somebody else? the high priestess: what is your dream date? the empress: do you think you will ever get married? the emperor: what are some names that you like? the hierophant: do you believe in ghosts? the lovers: do you have a crush? the chariot: thoughts on astrology? strength: what is your dream occupation? the hermit: what is your favorite soda pop? wheel of fortune: first three songs that come on shuffle? justice: favorite color of rose? the hanged man: favorite movie soundtrack? death: what are three things you want to do before you die? temperance: can you describe a strange dream youâve had? the devil: do you enjoy thunderstorms? the tower: favorite colors to wear? the star: have you ever seen a psychic? the moon: have you ever written a love letter? the sun: do you believe in magic? judgement: do you enjoy school? the world: do you like waking up early?
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âBusiness, of-course.â Though a trip to a casino (among other facets) with a potential business partner many not particularly count as a business trip. But Ahmet had no superiors to justify the same to. Almost a shame; the lack of people to answer to. It had resulted in a lifetime of decisions dictated by his own accord, prompting a rather emboldened audacity in him.
He finished the remnants of his drink before taking a brief glance around. Familiar faces stood out but none of whom were the one was looking for. âBut I might have been ditched,â he conceded, ââhow odd. I thought we were really getting along.â His words may have been doused in jest but there was a hint of truth to them. For Ahmet was unaware of exactly where his previous company had disappeared to.Â
While he most likely had not ditched their⌠meeting entirely, the fact of the matter was that he was currently nowhere to be found. At least as far as his eyes reachedâ Ahmet had stayed rooted in the position where he had been left in ten minutes before. âWhat about you?â he asked her. It was rude not to, after all.Â
âI knew it. Maybe itâs the immaculate suit and the shoes that gave it away, but youâre certainly do look like you mean business.â A light laugh floated through the room once the words left her lips, her attention only being caught when the bartender handed her a martini. She took it in her hands swiftly, offering an appreciate smile before her gaze returned to the gentleman by her side.
Frankly, Claudine was surprised sheâd never seen the stranger before. She was practically the Crown Princess of New York City, considering who her family were... it seemed rather odd that heâd slipped by without her noticing. âGetting ditched is never fun. Not that Iâve ever experienced it, but Iâve been told itâs quite disheartening.â Her words were said in jest, but there was also complete truth behind them. âWell, I may not be a business deal, but Iâm here now if you need some company. My husband is probably too busy with his face buried in a dancerâs cleavage.â
When it came to her spouse, she really couldnât care less. Her love for him had dissipated years ago, but her public image was far too precious to tarnish it with an inevitably messy divorce. For now, she was going to stick to feigning her adoration and screwing his associates. âI guess Iâd say Iâm here for pleasure. If Iâm being honest, tonight I just want to drink good liquor and admire beautiful women.
LOCATION â Gentille Fille.
WHOÂ â Open to everyone.
For most women, accompanying their husband to a strip club was completely taboo. The perfect way to provoke oneâs inner jealousy to make itself known and disrupt the peace within a marriage, but for Claudine, it was her favorite pastime. It gave her the opportunity to flirt, drink, dabble in illicit substances and spend a shit ton of money on the gorgeous women that worked there... what more could she want on a weekday?Â
"Another martini, darling. Two olives.â Her request rolled off her tongue as she flashed the bartender a faint smirk before turning her attention back to the hordes of people that filled the casino. It seemed as though the flow of people at Gentille Fille was constant, and she wasnât surprised in the slightest... being one of the hottest clubs in the city for those who could afford it, there was no wonder some of these dancers made more in a night than the regular joe made in a month.
Icy hues zeroed in on the person at her side, surveying them for a few moments in an attempt to figure out their reason for the nightâs visit. âYou here for business? Or pleasure?â
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antonmoretti.
No good for you. He had to chuckle at that. She was charming. âThat depends. You gonna keep lecturing me, lady?â He quipped back, already reaching for his light.Â
He clicked it, bringing the flame closer to her, taking a moment to really drink her in. Beautiful wasnât the word he would use, though she most definitely was; but powerful, disarmingââ confident. Not just anyone could pull off a haircut like that. And she certainly didnât look like the kind of woman he was used to seeing strolling down these streets. But she was absolutely familiar, positive heâd seen her somewhere before, though he couldnât quite put his finger on it. âNice flowers. Who are they for?â He asked. He wasnât really interested in her business; just her. âNever seen you around here before.â Heâd have remembered. âWhatâs a fancy lady like you doing out here, huh?âÂ
âItâs not my place to lecture you.â A smirk tugged at her lips in that moment, watching him like a hawk as he fetched the lighter â the flame igniting the cigarette she held. âThank you very much. Thatâs very kind of you... As far as I remember, the last time I saw you, you looked as though you were going to beat someone to a pulp. Itâs nice to see a contrast, though.â
The moment she took in a draw, the blonde felt the familiar and beloved release that had her incessantly going back for more. If her husband knew she was still smoking, heâd be furious, but Claudine Bannister didnât care to follow his rules. It was 2021 after all, and sheâd serve narcotics sooner than sheâd serve a man. âThe flowers?â She questioned with a raised brow for a moment, completely forgetting about the bouquet in her free hand until she looked down. âTheyâre for my mother-in-law. Iâve been married to her son for six years, and she still thinks Iâm the wicked witch of the west.â Shrugging then, she laughed at his next question. Fancy lady? She was flattered, but the man was probably right. Her clothes cost a pretty penny, so sheâd be pissed off to the extreme if she looked simply mediocre. âAgain, my mother-in-law. I donât really want to be here, if Iâm being honest. Running into you will probably be the highlight of my visit. Although, I canât quite remember your name...âÂ
smash or pass anton
âSmash! I like him. Although, I donât think he could keep up with me. If you know what I mean.â â @antonmoretti
smash or pass the mayor
âOf course itâd be a pass. Heâs my boss. Are you kidding?â Itâs a most definitely smash. She loves a man in a position of power.   â @mayorroselliniâ
smash or pass mateo
âIf I wasnât married, itâd be a definite smash. One hundred percent. Any time, any place, any way... Iâm there.â â @mramos
smash or pass claire
âI have already âsmashedâ her, so, the answerâs obvious.â â @claireshepard

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I Care A Lot (2021) dir. J Blakeson
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