In her shoes

My friend and I have always been intrigued by celebrities and their lifestyle. Overtime we became compulsive buyers of celebrity magazines and avid followers of television shows focusing on famous people and their routine. On the other hand we became social nonentities for over indulging in the social media. We gave less time for family and socializing because if not surfing the internet, we would be indulged with twitter, Facebook and Whats App. I remember a day I got into trouble for not watching my little brother who almost burnt the house down with a firelighter. As I was babysitting him, I remember being on my phone for most of the time and only becoming conscientized by the smell of smoke and seeing a portion of a carpet on fire.

One day, my friend and I fortunately had a break. It was through the grapevine that we were given pairs of designer shoes of one of our favorite superstar, to look at. With her busy schedule we knew she was too busy to notice the missing pair of shoes. As we were sitting down admiring the shoes, we each decided to fit a pair.

I was in a pair of elegant high heels shoes. My mind was swiftly moved into a scenario of myself in a limousine and I had changed to a totally different person. As my eyes look around I could see that I am wearing a glittering evening gown, elegant jewelry and my face is totally beaming with glamour.

Then suddenly the limousine stops and my attendants help me off. As I walk on the red carpet towards a building, I hear a popular roar from my nearby energetic fans; they are frantically shouting my name. At the same time my eyes are blinded by camera flashes from the media. Some are enthusiastically trying to get an early interview with me about the movie premier. I just smile flawlessly as I know they want to capture the mood and the occasion around me.

Soon my attendants lead me off to an elegant V.I.P room and I find myself surrounded by my colleagues, government officials and a handful of royalties. In this room I get the best view and I am served a bubbling champagne as I mingle with my friends. As I am trying to catch my breath, I see a face of a familiar person. We excitingly mingle into a corner. We continue a conversation we have been having lately. I have been planning to write a book about my life and background this far. My manager thought it was important for my image; so as to explain some of the ordeals attached to me that the media have always picked on or have not presented well. This person is going to help me. She is a renowned writer and has helped many authors and gotten their books published.

When the show is over, I am taken to another stylish room, where a horde of media people are waiting for me for “thee long awaited” interview. During the interview I find myself saying,”…You see the movie is not only entertaining but also informative about our historical past.”

With more questions thrown at me, I find myself saying,”…Certainly I have other things lined up. You see besides attending wonderful events such as these, I also have to help and mentor upcoming stars. It is people like us that they always look up to for guidance.”

“I will also be launching a campaign that deals with the welfare of youngsters. More so, the campaign aims to provide them with skills and opportunities to showcase their talents, be it in music, acting, sport or any activity.”

Later that night I find myself in a five star hotel room.  As I sit in the hotel’s suite, I try to switch on the television and I get exhausted by the fact that the movie premier event; starring me and others is being on almost every channel.

I then proceed to wipe off my make-up, kick off my shoes and settle into a warm bubble bath that has been prepared for me by my attendants.

Then I wake up from my reverie and find my friend who has a pair of the superstar’s designer sandals on, in a trance and murmuring a story.

I listen attentively as she relates about being in some holiday mansion, she
“owns”. She utters that she is sitting on a stylish pure white leather couch, sipping a cocktail. This she calls having a “champagne breakfast”. Next to her there is a platter of snacks with all kinds of cheeses.

Almost immediately she gets off to meet her friends who have pulled over the driveway in their convertibles, for an intimate party.

After entertaining her friends in her designer cinema room, her attendants ushers them into an entertainment area with an attractive clear- blue Olympic size swimming pool. The staff in their black and white uniform are busy patrolling, having prepared the best and colourful platters of snacks and a line of cocktails.

Soon the crowd are entertained by a famous song, sang by the award- winning singer; in person. This singer, she describes as being her personal friend. To have her sing appears as the best surprise for the friends she is entertaining at this “intimate party”. As the crowd of friends dances the day away, the hostess kicks off her sandals.

After the sudden silence, I nudge my friend's shoulder to wake her up as I was sitting next to her the whole time. To my surprise, she continues her story. Now she whispers about living in a beach house.

The beach house is very elegant with an upfront view of white sand, pure sky and undulating waves of the magical water. She is laying relaxed on a chair while she is having her facials and make-up done by her personal facial and make-up artists. She has to be ready for an interview and photo-shoots from a distinguished magazine.  She is going to be on the cover page again.

Suddenly, her head designer brings in a number of outfits she has planned for her. After minutes of comparing and fitting, the best outfits are chosen.  They are both excited about them as they believe they will attract more attention, set more fashion trends and recognition for the designer.

Within a few hours, the interview is happening. Throughout the interview she is relaxed but exquisite in her various beach wares and the pair of designer sandals. She gets to show off the different views of the beach from her living room. She also shows off her big diamond engagement ring. She avoids those persistent questions about her fiancé. She decides it’s all about her and image right now, otherwise he has enough attention on his plate. The camera clicks away taking various shots from different angles. The camera crew is beaming with gratification and together with her they pick the best shots. One shot is chosen for the magazine cover and others for the inside story.

Finally she gets to entertain the media entourage to a lunch at the beach. It is almost sunset and she has always been thrilled by the view and entertaining her guest to this nature’s feature. The table looks very palatable and colourful with all kinds of fruits, sea food and fruit drinks. Everything is laid on a pure white table cloth with comfortable leather chairs around it. The table is purposely set on the beach’s front. With the oceans water occasionally touching their feet, she decides to take off her sandals.

Suddenly, she wakes up. We sit and stare into space for a while, unable to revive our senses.

Then we satisfactorily return the superstar’ shoes.

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