This entry was supposed to go online at noon. Then my phone started ringing and simply didn't stop. Messages, calls, long emails, all because of Patrice. In between I planned the next shooting and at some point gave up pretending I had the day under control. So the entry comes in the evening.
Thank you. I hoped you would like Patrice, but I didn't expect it to get this loud. I read every single message, and they tell me we are on the right path.
Now, Vicky. We met in a café. She was nervous and didn't even try to hide it. These are her first steps, she told me right away, and in the same minute that she can hardly wait. That mix of nerves and anticipation won me over immediately. She is charming anyway, without trying.
She is in her late twenties and feels like the girl next door, but without the cliché: no extensions, no tattoos, everything about her is real. Her style sits somewhere between girly and student. You'd expect to find her in the library, and then you look twice.
Her shooting is this weekend. Honestly, I'm almost more curious than she is to see how she looks in lingerie. I have a feeling. As soon as the pictures are ready, I'll show you.
Discreetly yours,
Lena