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The agency's backroom was a mess of scattered papers and crumpled receipts, but I didn't care. I stood tall in my ruffled skirt, blonde hair combed perfectly, as I admired myself in the mirror hanging on the wall. The photographers had been at me all day, trying to get the perfect shot, but I knew I was already flawless.
I adjusted my collar and gazed out the window at the city below. It was a dull day outside, but inside, the excitement pulsed through my veins like electricity. I couldn't wait for tonight's party at Club Bliss - rumors swirled that it would be the hottest spot in town.
As I turned to grab my glittering handbag from the couch, I caught a glimpse of myself and couldn't help but giggle at my reflection. The photographers thought they were taking pictures of a model, but what they really got was a sassy, sexy, and utterly confident young woman who knew exactly how to make an entrance. And I had tonight's party to prove it.
