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whenshewasnice) wrote2018-11-14 04:11 pm
whenshewasnice) wrote2018-11-14 04:11 pm
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Los Angeles, Envy's Universe, Wednesday
Envy was in Los Angeles. She'd been invited over by a producer who was interested in having her contribute a song for a movie that was currently knee-deep in pre-production. Winifred Hailey, former teen star turned into twenty-something starlet, was attached to play the lead. And according to the producer, both Ms. Hailey as well as the film's director were quote-unquote 'huge Envy fans'. Envy wasn't sure she bought it. But, it was a free trip to LA and she figured a brief change of scenery could do her good. She was supposed be starting work on a new album but it wasn't going very smoothly yet.
So Envy was in Los Angeles.
... And it had taken her less than two days to remember she didn't really enjoy Los Angeles. It was crowded and noisy, yet somehow not the same kind of crowded and noisy that she actually liked, the way things were in New York and, to a slightly lesser extent, in Montreal and Toronto. After some preliminary meetings, she'd pretty much decided she also didn't like the movie business. Or at least she didn't like producers.
Still, she hadn't given up on the deal yet. There were still more people to meet later on this trip, Hailey and the director included. But she was glad to be out of the conference rooms and away from sleazy-feeling executives. She had room to breathe for the rest of the day, and right now, she was doing what she felt would unwind her best: hitting as many used record stores as she could. As obscure as possible.
While wearing shades and a baseball cap, complete with her bleached waves pulled back into a ponytail sticking out from the back. It was the thing to wear when you were kind of a star wanting to blend in.
[ooc: NFB but open for all the usual.]
So Envy was in Los Angeles.
... And it had taken her less than two days to remember she didn't really enjoy Los Angeles. It was crowded and noisy, yet somehow not the same kind of crowded and noisy that she actually liked, the way things were in New York and, to a slightly lesser extent, in Montreal and Toronto. After some preliminary meetings, she'd pretty much decided she also didn't like the movie business. Or at least she didn't like producers.
Still, she hadn't given up on the deal yet. There were still more people to meet later on this trip, Hailey and the director included. But she was glad to be out of the conference rooms and away from sleazy-feeling executives. She had room to breathe for the rest of the day, and right now, she was doing what she felt would unwind her best: hitting as many used record stores as she could. As obscure as possible.
While wearing shades and a baseball cap, complete with her bleached waves pulled back into a ponytail sticking out from the back. It was the thing to wear when you were kind of a star wanting to blend in.
[ooc: NFB but open for all the usual.]