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Post by isabella on Jul 27, 2011 0:44:42 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] It was hectic back stage as Isabella hurried to try and get her wings on. People were running around and running their hands all over her that it was hard to actually see anything going on. She felt her stomach being sucked in and about five inches suddenly added to her height. It was summer so the entire collection was based off of animals and insects and so Isabella became the butterfly.
The host came on stage and announced the line and the designer's names that worked so hard to create these fabulous costumes. He then announced each model's name and Isabella's stomach fluttered when he called her's out loud. Usually, each show was nothing compared to the last but the fact that her ex boyfriend and her baby daddy was sitting in the audience in the front row definitely did not help what was going on in her mind. She had to perform but also she had to impress Sawyer and let him know that she was working extremely hard to support their son. Being a parent was not her original intention but she worked with it pretty well.
The models all lined up behind the curtain as they all wished each other luck and complimented each other on their costumes. Isabella's wings were digging into her back but she would have to grin and bear it because she was only out there for a few minutes before changing into another extravagant costume. The announcer again called out the first model as she stepped out onto the stage, representing a lady bug as he described her outfit until the music started to play and cut him off, leaving his voice muffled in the back ground.
A model ahead of Isabella stepped out onstage and Isabella just saw the curtain close behind her and a flash of bright light was all she was able to capture before her big entrance. A few weeks ago, they had asked her to be their brand ambassador but she held off her answer and at this given moment she knew that she wanted to be the face of Victoria Secret more than anything. The previous model stepped off stage and wished her luck before the host called out her name. "And our new brand ambassador, Isabella Hanes! Isabella is wearing a gorgeous winged butterfly two piece inspired by none the less... butterflies."
Isabella tuned him out and listened to the music as she strutted down the run way, one foot carefully placed infront of the other as she played with the audience and waved along with blowing a few kisses. When she got to the end of the runway she searched for Sawyer and Joel and found them instantaneously. "Mommy loves you." She mouthed, making a small heart with her hands before turning on her heel and giving a wink as she walked back each strut more powerful than the last. The exhilaration and the adrenaline she felt when being up there was more than she ever asked for.
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Post by SAWYER ETHAN RHUBY on Jul 27, 2011 13:39:38 GMT -5
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The day didn't start out in favor for him. Three weeks out of every month never started out good for him in fact. Joel was sick and Sawyer couldn't have been there to help, he was having a mini freak out in his head while he mental blamed his ex. It wasn't Isabella's fault, he knew that, but she was just the easiest person to put the blame on at the moment. Their son had gotten sick on her watch after all. He was too easily ticked off, especially when it involved his son, so as a bit of an escape and release, the painter hauled himself out to his expose semi-outdoor art studio. It had started out as a hobby originally, being an artist wasn't what he really want to be, but after Joel came, his loyalties shifted and he seemed to look after the baby more then himself or anyone else. And honestly, that part of him hadn't really changed.
It had been slightly early in the morning when he had gotten up, sleep hadn't come well last night. He was lousy with the brush and colors at the moment, so a not so good picture was going to come from his work. But he felt useless, he was here, wasting his worried time away and his ex and his son were probably just know leaving for her show. Her show! "Shit!" His body instantly woke up from the realization. And the brush immediately fell from his hand and slapped red over his shoes. He looked down and threw his cigarette on the concrete floor, he used his newly painted red shoe to smash it to ashes. Rushing back into his bedroom, Sawyer sifted through a drawer of pants, trying to find any that didn't have paint on them, he settled for a dark pair with a few flecks of blue and grey. He didn't bother changing his plain grey shirt, but as he started to leave the house he snagged a light and thin black jacket with a loose hood and slipped it over his shoulder. And he fished his sunglasses out of the cup holder once he was in the car. It was just for the safety of his identity, hood and shades, he wasn't a fan of his son being in the magazines and no one besides Joel, himself, the families, and Isabella knew that he was the father. And recently it seemed that the Victoria Secret model's child was a tabloid favorite, and had everyone guessing who the daddy was.
Traffic was a bitch. Plain and simple. So he was kind of late, but there still seemed to be an hour or so before the show actually started. He parked and placed the mirror like silver sunglasses over his eyes and hopped out. The good thing was, compared to the really showy and over the top dresses and outfits that other people wearing, what he had picked out didn't look bad. One of the perks of having a model as an ex-girlfriend meant that he got access to good seats and backstage sometimes. So after he got inside, he lead himself to the side stage and scanned his blue eyes around, searching for a pair or small feet backstage. "Daddy!" The small voice made him wheel his attention around. A smile stuck to his face when he looked at the cat-walk and held out his hands taking a step closer to Joel. "Hey buddy. Come here, I need a hug." The boy didn't look sick or really act sick, but when he ran over to Sawyer after a muffled cough, it was apparent to him that something was wrong.
After mentioning to one of the models that he was taking Joel to their seat and to tell Isabella, did just that and walked back over to his reserved seat with his little boy in his arms. It wasn't long before the show started, and Daddy sat Joel on his lap and tried to focus on the models, but once he had felt his head and heat coming from it, his eyes were glued on him. That was, until he heard the next name. Isabella Hanes. He bounced his knees to get his son's attention and then whisper to him, "Look bud, Mommy's up." As Joel turned his head to look, Sawyer lifted a hand and took off his shades and hung them from his grey shirt. It was safe, as of this moment, the cameras were all pointed at the models. "Butterflies, Mom has butterflies!" The words were cute coming from the boy in his arms, but it was clear that Joel was captivated by the butterflies on her body. Which was different from Sawyer, who was captivated by her body and the outfit rather then the fake over-sized bugs. They were broken up and she was a model, he was allowed to still admire her with a smile.
And he made sure that he smiled at her when she came over, just to prove that he wouldn't make the show miserable with a scowl. It was to prove her wrong, since she believed that that was all that his face did. Which wasn't true, he smiled, but usually only for Joel, and a few times for her.
881. isabella. emimen-crazy in love. Who's a cute boy? Joel.
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Post by isabella on Jul 27, 2011 14:23:06 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Exiting off the stage she was rushed into her robe as they re did her hair and make up. She was only going out once since she was the new brand ambassador and she would have a whole two minutes to herself on the run way as they introduced her and made sure that everyone knew who she was and her role to the company. Curling irons and rollers were placed in her hair as they re applied her lip gloss and tried their best to find her next costume.
An assistant hurried over to her as she helped Isabella out of her seat and went ahead and took off her robe and helped her easily change into her new costume. She was supposed to be the gorgeous Statue of Liberty since she was their new shining beacon of light for the brand so they tried to portray that as much as possible. The costume was a lot more comfortable than the pair of wings that dug into her back and she was relieved that this was the closing of the show.
The entire stage darkened and they shooed Isabella to the curtain, removing last minute rollers and checking her entire figure before the curtains opened and she stood at the head of run way, a single spot light shining down on her and then bright pink lights started strobing, backed with bright colors as the entire run way lit up and Isabella started walking down the run way slowly. People on the sides, clapped admiring the outfit as she waved to them and ruffled her hair for sexy fun. Bright lights above her head flashed Sexy and at the moment she most definitely felt sexy.
Once she reached the end of the run way she stoppped, propping her hand on her hip as she smiled for cameras before holding it there as she had two minutes to kill and pictures were necessary. The announcer continued to talk as Isabella turned back, walking slowly as she clapped her hands, thanking everyone for coming. Mid way she stopped and faced the audience again raising her arms in the air as confetti launchers, blasted strips of confetti into the audience.
She had to play cute and bubbly so she laughed and danced around in the confetti while still posing for opportunities. The music continued to play and the confetti launchers aimed high and more confetti came streaming out along with glitter. This was her favorite part, that no matter how many mess ups or the stress she went through, this was by far her favorite part. She signalled to Sawyer that he needed to bring Joel back stage for the ending and turned back, adding an extra sway to her hips as the confetti died down and people stood clapping their hands at the show. The host then told everyone to stay seated as he was about to announce and thank all of the models who were mother's and work hard to dedicate their time to the show.
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Post by SAWYER ETHAN RHUBY on Jul 27, 2011 15:50:57 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://www.noupe.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/baroque-pattern.jpg); border-top: #25383C solid 15px; border-bottom: #25383C solid 25px; width: 405px; padding-top: 10; padding-bottom: 20;]cuz when i look at you i can see an angel in your eyes but if i look deeper inside
Sawyer knew everyone of the Victoria Secret Angels, well maybe not the new ones, but he knew most of them. And that was only because either Isabella actually bothered to introduce him or they had wandered over to him on their own while he was waiting for Joel to come from backstage. Though the times they did that, they were flirting their clothes off, sometimes literally, and trying to get him to by attention to them. To him, well, he was just amused by the whole thing. He wasn't back into the dating scene yet, Joel usually occupied his life and mind a lot. Besides, it wasn't like it would be hard for him to find someone, clearly he had had several offers already.
After Isabella walked back, his eyes were back on the little boy on his lap again. Joel was enjoying it, that was clear by the bright expressive smile on his face. It was nice to see, he adored his son's smile, and he adored his laughing too. In fact there wasn't much that Sawyer couldn't help but love about the child, he shared his and Isabella's blue eyes, but Joel defiantly had his mother's smooth brunette hair. His attention was brought back to the present at the sound of the boy's voice, "Dad, look a bunny! Hop hop!" He chuckled softly at the imitation that was done and he flicked his gaze over to the model walking out. it was one of the other model mother, well a recently discovered mom because she still looked as thin as all the others. The red-head shook her tail playfully and then waved at him. Well actually she was waving at Joel and he giggled and waved back, but it always seemed that they were directing to toward Sawyer. But he knew that all of the Angels loved his son, the group had basically adopted him.
A few more girls came and went, and then the lights dimmed, signalling the end. His arms wrapped a bit closer to the boy, Sawyer didn't trust dark places with Joel around. As the spotlight shot on, he grinned as the model, the new ambassador, and his ex; not to be confused they were all the same person, stepped out and started to make her way taking her time to the end of the runway. But as other people clapped, and so did Joel, Sawyer's grin slowly fell away to just a look of amazement and admiration as she walked. Sure they shared a kid which meant that he had seen personally what was under the already little clothes she was wearing, but he was still a guy. And sometimes the way they arranged the model's outfits, and on her figure especially, it was hard to look away. He tried to keep his expression enjoyable though, instead of gawking.
"I wanna dance with Mommy. Dad let go..." Shaken out of his daze, he looked at his son, noticing him try to break the hold that he had. Sawyer looked back at Isabella as she played out her time withe the lights, music and confetti. he caught her small signal and flashed a quick smile before looking back at Joel, who was still trying to break free so he could join in the fun. "Hold on, you'll get your chance on the runway." Standing, he shifted his hold on the boy and then playfully and carefully, tossed and hung his son on his shoulder and held his there as he started to walk toward back stage. He couldn't see his face, but the boy's laughed could be heard. "Lets go find Mommy back stage first." When he was just at the entrance for back stage, he slide the boy from his shoulder and held him at the waist as he lowered him til his feet were on the ground and he took off, knocking on the door and then bolting in once it was cracked open. "Joel! Wait, Joel you don't know where she is in there." Though that was probably not true, his son had been back stage to more shows then he had been too. So the boy probably knew exactly where his mothers station was. Even so, Sawyer was still worried that a cute thing like him would get lost, so he wandered in back stage after him.
727. isabella. emimen-crazy in love. Who's a cute boy? Joel.
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Post by isabella on Jul 27, 2011 16:16:01 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] Run, run, run that was all Isabella did back stage. Since this was the finale of the finale she went to her personal dressing room, the door marked with a pair of golden wings that has Isabella engraved in it. She was inside, changing into her final outfit, lingerie of course... she was known to be the best in lingerie so of course her last outfit must look the best on her. As the stylist zipped her up the door opened and Joel came running in. "Hey handsome, how are you?" She asked, bending down so they were at eye level as she kissed his head. "Did mommy do good?" She asked, standing up to fix her hair. "Do you want to go to Ruby's after, hamburgers?" She asked as the stylist hooked her top tighter than before.
"God, sometimes I feel like they are trying to kill me by suffocating me in sexy clothes." A buzzer went off and they called all the models names. "Kay bud let's go!" As she grabbed his hand and opened the door to find Sawyer standing there. "Hello Daddy, thanks for watching him." As she pecked him on the cheek and began walking to the stage along with all the other mother's.
It was an assortment of boys and girls and of different ages too and Isabella would be the first to admit that it seemed that all the Angels has beautiful children. Models gawked over Joel while Isabella tried to run a play by play through her head. The mother infront of her went ahead as halfway back Isabella and Joel went out. As they hit the stage, Joel knew exactly what to do she let go of his hand and he did his male model walk down infront of Isabella while she waved and showed off Joel.
The announced laughed at Joel and Isabella, "Looks like Isabella has been training him at a young age. This here everyone is Isabella Hanes and her son Joel. Joel is five years old and his favorite thing to with mom is play video games and play football." Joel reached the end of the runway and Isabella joined him, scooping him up as Joel gave her a little kiss and the audience in unison awed.
Isabella walked back down the run way, her and Joel waving before she exited the stage and the host could be heard thanking everyone for coming. She set Joel down and hugged him, "You were awesome, definitely getting some type of treat for that performance!" As she ruffled his hair and searched around for Sawyer. "Do you see Daddy?" She asked.
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Post by SAWYER ETHAN RHUBY on Jul 27, 2011 20:28:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://www.noupe.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/baroque-pattern.jpg); border-top: #25383C solid 15px; border-bottom: #25383C solid 25px; width: 405px; padding-top: 10; padding-bottom: 20;]cuz when i look at you i can see an angel in your eyes but if i look deeper inside
Kid could get themselves into lots of trouble. Cute ones especially because they could weasel their way into getting anything, if they knew what they wanted that is. And Joel was about as cute as they come. Sighing, Sawyer shoved his hands in his pockets as he looked around back stage. There were plenty of other Angels with there kids, age was in a wide range. The kids were next to their mothers and their mothers were grouped around each other, laughing and complimenting. Just seeing them with their children made him feel like crap. He had basically just lost his kid, and not only did it make him feel bad, but it was a death wish once Isabella found out. He bit back a groan and shifted his eyes around more rapidly so that he could search faster. One of the models, the red-head that was the bunny earlier, greeted him and as if by reading his mind, pointed him to a door with gold on it.
His last hope was that Joel had wandered his way over here and found Isabella before he did. Just as he was about to knock, the door swung open and there stood his ex with their little boy next to her. He breathed a silent breathe of relief and flicked his gaze back over to her. Her statement made him shrug a bit and smile, “I-” He was surprised, though from Isabella he should have seen it coming, but he was halted from momentary shock of her kissing his cheek. Sure they played nice for the sake of their son, he was too young to understand the separate parent situation they were in. He folded his arms over his chest and leaned casually against the door frame as he eyes followed them as they walked away and get pulled into the group of other mothers. As they started filing out on the runway, Sawyer walked over to peek around and see what was happening, mostly because he didn’t want to miss Joel walk out. Though he hadn’t expected the boy to go on his own and do an impression of a model walk, it was interesting to say the least. He couldn’t really see what was going on at the end of the cat-walk but he did see her take Joel in her arms and hold him, after that he wasn’t sure what quite happened to make whole people in the crowd coo over it. But he held a hint of a smile on his lips, he was a proud father.
Models were gathering with their kids again back stage again so Sawyer moved off to the side, keeping his eyes on Joel when him and Isabella finally made it backstage. He pulled his sunglasses from his shirt collar and slid them back over his eyes, and made his way over to the pair. Just as Joel looked over and pointed at him, Sawyer grinned and bent down placing his hand on the little boy’s head. “Looking good.” He straightened and his eyes flashed at his ex. “Both of you.” He didn’t flirt, he just complimented, not that he couldn’t flirt, he could if he wanted too. Use to the fact the at a Victoria Secret fashion show the girls barely wore clothes, he didn’t have to looker her over in the lingerie. “Nice outfit, but you better change if you and Joel are getting a treat somewhere.” Yeah he had heard what she said. But it was a nice idea, just walking around in a lacy bra and panties probably wasn’t good publicity with a kid around.
A tugging on his jeans and his attention was cast down to his son, the boy’s eyes big and curious. “Hey Dad, are you gonna come with us?” He would have liked too, but cameras would probably be all over them if he did and He didn’t want Joel to see his father smash some random persons camera or face in. And besides, sunglasses and a hood can only work for so long before they find out who he is. “I’ll think about it.”, he said giving a small smile. Which was his equivalent to ‘maybe next time’, but Joel hadn’t picked up on that yet. Sawyer looked back at Isabella and placed his hands loosely in his pockets. Whose knows is she would have even wanted him there anyways. But then again she could object and insist he tag along with them, it had been a long long time since they really did anything with all three of them together.
736. isabella. emimen-crazy in love. Who's a cute boy? Joel.
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