Chapter 34 - Savage X Fenty

Sadé's POV:

— Monday, October 10th, Milan, Italy

Finally after an entire 12 hour flight and change in time zones, we were in Milan, Italy. It was 9am on the dot when we arrived at The Armani Hotel. I stepped out the car, pulling my jacket closer as I felt a breeze wash over me. We went to reception, all of us - my hair & makeup team, security, Jordyn, and me - getting the key cards to our hotel rooms. Security dropped off my bags for me before eventually departing to their respective rooms. I entered the room, exploring where I'd be staying for the next week of my life. It was beautiful to say the least. Jo really hooked me up with this one.

Even though it was just me, I'd be staying in the presidential suite, which accommodated me with more than enough space. It was two floors, that included a living room area, a terrace, this nicely designed bathroom, a mini kitchen, and a huge bedroom. It also had floor to ceiling windows, interchangeable dim lighting, and a great view of the city. It was definitely giving rich and expensive! I loved it.

Because I slept on the whole plane ride here, I wasn't the slightest bit of tired. I got settled into the room, putting things where I wanted. I took a warm shower, brushed my teeth, freshened up, and got settled into onto the couch in a silk robe I was wearing. I didn't bother changing into lounge clothes because I'd start getting ready for the red carpet in a few hours. So instead, I ordered room service, turned on some old reruns of bad girls club and watched tv.

My phone was still on do not disturb, ignoring all calls and text from anyone who wasn't important to me at the moment. If it wasn't someone from my team or anyone that flew here with me, I wasn't responding. Therefore, Marshall was included in that. He still was trying to get me to talk to him, but I hadn't responded. I'm still hurt and upset over what had happened, and I didn't need that stress right now. I don't plan on ignoring him forever of course, just until I can get these feelings in check so that we're on the same page as friends or whatever this thing is between us. I'll admit, I did shed a few tears when I saw his name pop up on my phone a few times as I scrolled through apps, but I simply pushed the feelings to the back of my mind. I needed to get over him. We will never be anything more. He even said it himself, I'm just his guilty pleasure. I need to come to terms with that.

I continued on about my bad girls club marathon until it was time for me to get ready.

— Some Time Later

I was chatting with my glam squad and Jordyn as they got me ready for the first red carpet of Milan Fashion Week. They were doing my hair in a flared high ponytail, and my makeup would be done in a simple glam with a pop of pink on the eyelids and some gloss.

I was so excited. I just can't wait to walk the carpet, engage with the press, and most importantly, watch the models walk in the show, and see all the new concepts & stuff the designers are coming out with. I wasn't going to be modeling in it until tomorrow, but I was still filled with nerves.

Once they finished, I got changed into my outfit. I wanted to keep it fun, cute, and chic for the first day. I didn't want to go all the way yet because I was saving my best red carpet look for the last day. I knew that one was bound to turn heads. I just wanted a little something something that would have all eyes on me. An introduction rather. So I wore a pink floral dress that had long sleeves with gloves. It had black trimming which I tied in with my black heels and a black tiny purse. I paired it with a pair of diamond earrings and my bracelets. I didn't wear a necklace because I didn't want it to be too much happening all at once. The shoes were Giuseppe, dress Jeofroi, and purse Amina Muaddi.

I went outside the hotel to take quick photos for my instagram once I had gotten dressed before making my way to the event.

— At The Red Carpet

I got out the car, security grabbing my hand to help me to my feet. I was immediately met with flashes from cameras coming at all different angles and people calling my name. I was escorted to the main area where everyone took the iconic red carpet picture. This isn't anything new to me since I've done this plenty of times before, but it still always gives me a rush. I stood for pictures, stricking different poses as instructed by press. Once that was completed, I was then escorted to an area where interviews were going on and where some celebrities and other influencers were stood mingling as they went through the process. I was mingling with Winnie Harlow, a model in the show, when I was pulled aside to ask for an interview. I looked at Jordyn, making sure it was alright before agreeing. Once she gave me the thumbs up, I was stood in front of a camera, being asked a few quick questions by this woman.

"Hello, everyone! I'm Taylor, and today I'm here with Sadé Myers at the first red carpet event of the week for Milan Fashion Week. You look beautiful, darling. How are you feeling?" She introduced in an Italian accent.

"Thank you! I'm doing well. I'm super thrilled to be here. How are you?" I politely asked back.

"Oh, I'm great. Today's been amazing so far. Do you mind if we get started on a few questions?"

"No problem. Let's do it."

"Okay, first question: What is your favorite luxury designer?"

"Oh that's a hard one. It's tied between Christian Dior and Chanel. I have to go with the classics."

"Louis Vuitton or Louboutin?" She challenges, raising her brows.

"Both."

"Heels or sneakers?"

"Heels 100%." I laugh, knowing damn well I only wear crocs and converse if I'm not in heels, "I don't own not one pair of Nike or Jordan's."

"You have some nice taste, I see. Now I'm going to get to the nitty gritty. We heard you have something in the works?" She teased.

"Yes, I do. I can't say too much, but it's going to be something big in the fashion world." I cheese between her and the camera.

"Oouu, we can't wait! And what about you modeling this week? What can we expect to see you in?" She asked into the microphone.

"I'm going to be modeling the next three days, starting tomorrow. I'll be in BFyne, Fendi, and Versace."

"Exciting. And do you have any last words for those watching this back, those who you inspire?"

"Don't give up on your dreams, keep working hard, don't loose sight of the end game, and I love you all, mwah!" I blew a kiss to the camera as the interview ended.

She thanked me for my time and so did I vice versa. She didn't ask me anything out of pocket, which I respected greatly. I was then ushered to my seat as the fashion show began.

Over the next few hours, I watched as models walked up and down the runway, passing by me. They were all beautiful and the outfits suited each one of them individually well. There was an after party at the Château, which I debated on if I should go or not. I decided against it as I didn't want to feel the need to use that as a way of distraction anymore. Instead, I went back to my hotel room after the show and chilled for the rest of the night before hitting the sack to start all over again tomorrow.

— Tuesday, October 11th

I woke up in a great mood earlier this morning because today is going to be the first of three days that I'll be modeling in the fashion show this year! I was already at the venue backstage in my dressing room, getting done up.

Today I would be modeling for BFyne, a black, woman-ran & owned business. So when I was asked by them to model for their luxury lounge/resort wear, I couldn't pass it up. I had to represent for my people and for the boss ladies out there. The outfit I was wearing was very inspired by African fashion and culture as the owner, Buki Ade, is a Nigerian woman. The jewelry pieces, the fabrics, color, how it was styled was all tied into that.

I was to wear an army green two piece pants set, with a matching head scarf, gold jewelry pieces, and clear heels. My makeup was minimal, showing off my natural beauty, and my hair was set in waves with fake butterflies placed about. I felt naturally pretty in todays outfit. And I felt comfortable and confident.

All of the models for the brand lined up in the order that was given to us. We all held hands, doing a small prayer that everything would run smoothly and that we would all support each other. As the girls began to walk the runway, I grew with nerves. My anxiety had shot through the roof and I felt like my entire body was on fire from how heated I had become. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down as it was almost my turn to go on the stage.

I managed to ease my jitters, and just as I did so one of the models had finished her walk, signaling the next to go out there: Me. I got into posture, put my model face on, and stepped from behind the corridor, revealing myself to the public. I turned the corner, walking the catwalk as people began to applaud and "oooo" at the outfit.

There were some who recorded on their phones while others enjoyed the show with their own two eyes. All the anxiety I felt earlier washed away and I was left with nothing but confidence. I walked down the runway until I reached the end, where I momentarily stood for a pose before making my way back to the start. Once I exited the runway, I immediately smiled from ear to ear. Some of the girls pulled me in for a hug, telling me how well I did. I thanked them all as we sat backstage and watching the rest of the girls model for the brand along with others too. We all cheered each other on from the sidelines, giving hugs and high fives once they finished their walks. I was getting ready to go back to my dressing room when someone called my name.

"Excuse me, Sadé Myers?" I heard in an accent I couldn't place my finger on.

I stopped walking to turn around to see who was trying to capture my attention. To my surprise, I was met with none other than thee Ms.Rihanna herself. I covered my mouth with my hand, not knowing what to say. I was not expecting her to be looking for me. And she's knows my name?! Oh my gosh. My brain began working again as she started walking towards me.

"Hi, Rihanna. I'm Sadé. How are you?" I asked shaking her hand.

"I'm good. I actually wanted to talk to you about something if you have the time."

"I'm not doing anything important right now. I was just headed to my dressing room, but it can wait." I confirmed, still trying to wrap my brain around why she wanted any sort of a conversation with me.

She's one of my idols, and now I'm meeting her for the second time. Except she came up to me this time instead of me coming up to her. What type of alternate universe is this?

"Great because I had a proposition for you, girl. And I wanted to ask you myself." She began, "I saw the clip of that interview you did on that show where you said you were star struck by me, and I just thought you looked fabulous! I actually remember meeting you that time, and I've been seeing how your career is blowing up right now. I mean, I see you doing something left and right so I thought, "There's gotta be a reason this girl keeps popping up on my feed. This is too crazy." So then I went on your Instagram and started looking through your photos and saw you were at Milan Fashion Week. Let me just say this, you ate them hoes up with your outfit and walk, girl. I absolutely love your style and fashion. So I wanted to ask you this myself: How would you like to be a model for Savage X Fenty and Fenty Beauty?" She finished with a smirk on her face.

My eyes literally popped out of my freaking head. I can't believe what I'm hearing right now. There's absolutely no way this is real.

"Are you serious?" I asked for confirmation to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

"Yes!" She chucked, "I'm so serious. You have the look, the body, the vibes, and you're practically the hottest thing out right now. You're the total package and I need you on my team." She said sincerely.

"Oh my gosh, of course! Thank you so much for this opportunity." I replied enthusiastically.

I can't believe I just landed myself a deal with Savage X Fenty & Fenty Beauty as a model for her clothes/lingerie and her makeup/skincare line. I'm on cloud nine right now. I'm so proud of myself. I can't wait to share this news with... never mind.

"Awesome. I look forward to working with you, Sadé! I'll have our peoples get in touch later. See you." She said as if it was no big deal.

"See you."

And with that she walked away. Woah. My mind is blown. I'm over the moon.

— Some Time Later

I was back in my room as I have been for a while now. As promised, Rihanna had her management get in touch with mines, and we sealed the deal. I'm officially a savage partner now. I was also trending online for yesterday's red carpet look and todays walk that I had done.

All in all, today was amazing. It could've been better though if I was on good terms with Marshall. Oh well. Unfortunately, it is what it is. Or at least that's what I keep trying to convince myself.