Roof, Saturday Afternoon

[life_inshadow]

America's Next Top Model Tara Maclay -- in lingerie, full makeup, and tottering heels -- was posing along the edge of the roof.

It was cold on the roof, and a little high up, but that was okay. This was for art, or at least a Cover Girl contract. Tara smized and tooched her booty just that little bit more. She was not going to be the contestant who flamed out in the first shoot of the season.

"I've wanted to be a model ever since I was little," she told no one in particular during a break from filming. "And I know I can beat the other girls. The lesbian thing ... I don't want that to define me this cycle. You know? I want to be Tara, the really good model, not Tara, the gay girl." She fiddled with the straps of her negligee thing, as if all of this required considerable concentration. "At least, unless one of the other girls is into me."

And then it was time for her to get back to working it and being fierce.

[OOC: For all our Top Models and anybody else who wanders up!]

2nd Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm Natalie Adams, I'm sixteen, and I'm from Montreal, Quebec," Natalie told no one in particular with a faint smile as she was fixing herself some breakfast. The humble surroundings of a dorm kitchen would be fantastic for a bit that would be shown intercut with her audition on the show! "But I'm going to school all the way here in Maryland because I've been obsessed with American Idol since forever, and I want to audition, because it's just my biggest dream ever."

She shrugged, pouring herself some orange juice.

"I mean sure, I'm technically Canadian, but I'm totally American at heart."

Oh look, it was another day Natalie would rather not be talking about later.

[ooc: Oh so open.]