Drop Dead Gorgeous

A Model’s Life

“I would die, just die, for these cheekbones, darling.” The stylist’s enthusiasm gushed through his aura as much as it emerged from his mouth, his perfect set of veneered white teeth as flawless as his own makeup, hair and carefully selected hipster casual button up, vest and dark wash jeans, the single gold earring in his right ear flashing with a well-sized diamond accent. “Honestly, and these eyelashes.” He’d already finished applying a thin layer of mascara, discarding the...