Β Β Β Β Β Β β Β ππππππ, ππ πππ ππππ π ππππππππΒ for tallulah to focus ββ her mind was constantly wandering back & forth between work matters, & the stress that her ex-husband placed her under ; her life not as perfect as it appeared on instagram or television. she had managed to become a hot topic amongst the american public ; many often alleging that she didnβt care about the quality of the products she sold. sure, maybe in the beginning it was meant to be more of a quick & simple fad, but now that sheβs built something of an empire out of her cosmetics, merchandise, & skincare, she was almost ππππππ to care ; forced to give a damn about the customers that support her. sheβs never thought ill of them, no, but the constant scrutiny has seemingly taken the fun out of the creative process for her. so, in order for her to get her mind from following a path of negative thinking patterns, she pulled her phone out & stared at her reflection ; applying silly filters to rouse laughter. if she was merely at home doing this, itβd be perfectly fine, but that wasnβt the case.Β
Β Β Β Β Β Β instead, she was having lunch with a cohort. did she appear rude ? definitely, but she hoped they wouldnβt mind. she didnβt mean to ignore them. when she realized, she set her phone back in her limited edition hermΓ¨s birkin bag, & gleamed over at her sweet company ; offering an apologetic smile. β πππππ ββ whenever it gets too quiet, like, my mind starts going places that iβd rather it not, so i needed a distraction,Β β she mused, pushing her plate of salade niΓ§ose aside.Β β are you enjoying your food ? i love this place... itβs just a pity that paparazzi flock here... like, sure, itβs been years since iβve become a public figure, but like, i still feel like an animal at a zoo with all the cameras, & eyes, pointed at me.Β β she laughed, shaking her headΒ before picking up her glass of wine to take a long sip.
