Sugar and Spice: An L.A. Candy Novel by Lauren Conrad

Author:Lauren Conrad
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf, epub
Tags: Los Angeles (Calif.), Performing Arts, Dating & Sex, Reality Television Programs, Television & Radio, Juvenile Fiction, Celebrities, Social Issues, Fiction, Interpersonal Relations, Biography & Autobiography, Conduct of Life, Friendship, Rich & Famous
ISBN: 9780061767623
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2010-08-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Or Maybe You’re Just Being Delusional, as Usual

“And . . . that is a wrap! You are très, très belle, ma chérie! I could take pictures of you forever!”

Scarlett smiled politely at the Maxim photographer, an overly energetic French guy named Maurice, as she rose up from the round, silk-comforter-covered bed. The view out the window of their hotel suite was stunning, although Scarlett was so exhausted from the nearly day-long shoot that she could barely appreciate it.

One of the nameless wardrobe assistants handed Scarlett a terry-cloth robe, which she slipped on over her “outfit”: black lace La Perla lingerie and nude lace-up stilettos. Actually, this was one of many outfits she’d worn over the course of the shoot. First, they had shot her by the hotel pool in various bikinis (the stylist had let her pick her favorites from a rack of over fifty, all noticeably lacking in fabric on the back side) and a shocking amount of body oil. The second shot had taken place in one of the hotel’s lounges, with Scarlett sitting at the bar . . . standing behind the bar making drinks . . . then actually stretched out on the bar. (She had insisted that they clean it, twice. She had been to enough bars to know that they weren’t the most sanitary of places.)

Their last location had been the suite, rented for the day by Maxim. Scarlett had overheard her hairstylist saying to one of the assistants that the five-thousand-a-night room was often occupied by newly single male celebs needing a temporary residence. The fact that it was just upstairs from a club that was frequented by hot girls who liked male celebs, single or not, was a bonus. The hairstylist had added that one of her clients had moved in during a nasty divorce and liked it so much he stayed for nearly a year. (Scarlett hoped it was at a discount.)

When they first got up to the suite, the Maxim art director had explained to Scarlett that they wanted two shots there: one on the bed and one in the glass shower with the door all steamed up. Bed? Glass shower?

Scarlett had immediately turned to the PopTV publicist, Melissa, who had not said anything to her before about beds or showers; in fact, when Melissa originally told Scarlett about the Maxim gig, she said something about a “classy shoot” that showed off Scarlett’s “natural beauty,” and how it was all a “great opportunity” to get Scarlett “out there.”

Okay, so maybe Scarlett had promised to have a better attitude about PopTV and L.A. Candy. But she wasn’t an idiot, and she wished everyone would stop treating her like one. There was nothing “classy” about posing on a bed or in the shower. (The shower photo, “the most important one of the day” according to the Maxim art director, was going to stretch across the first two pages of the article with HOT CANDY or some similar title imposed on the steamed-up glass.

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