"Alright! Time to strip!" shouted Pharell with a little too much passion as he shuffled his way over to us, pencil in one of his taut hands. I looked up in bewilderment as I heard those words. I looked at the other two girls and they both had looks of surprise on their normally-calm faces. "Well, we knew this was going to happen." one of the girls, Elle Evans said, adjusting her white bra over her breasts and running both her hands through her blonde hair. "Let's go for it!" All three of us looked almost identical when it came to posture. All of us had slim flexible bodies and were almost the same height though the third girl, Jesse M'Bengue had her black hair tied in a long curving ponytail which made her tallest.
I nodded, half in confidence and half as an involuntary reflex action. Maybe I should say some--
No! I scolded myself. Don't back out now and ruin everything! Just do it! Not every girl gets to be naked in front of three Hollywood artists!
We were carrying out our final rehearsal and me and Elle were allowed to strip down to nothing but our panties while Jesse got to keep her shorts and bra on. Lucky little devil, I thought with slight envy. Though I wondered if she felt lucky herself. Elle and I went over to the dressing room to take off our bras.
"Why do we need to undress here?" I asked with bewilderment. "It's not like we're actually hiding anything anymore."
"I was wondering the same thing!" she replied back, her eyes opened wide so much I was afraid her makeup might crack. I was just hoping my makeup didn't 'melt' or anything like that because I could literally feel it's weight pressing down on my face!
The room was pretty small and deserted except for the two of us. I honestly felt like I was becoming a prostitute, partly because I was portraying a prostitute. Both Jasmine and I were secretly revealed that we had to cover our breasts during our nude scenes in the music video even though we both knew we had to.
"I am really going to be sick of the color white!" Elle joked, laughing while she did.
"I know, right!" I agreed, chuckling. "At least they're making me wear sunglasses in the video."
I knew she was referring to the white background throughout the entire music video. It wasn't pure white but it was white enough! And couple that with the white clothing and all of a sudden, we're at risk of becoming blind. Although when I actually see who we're actually dancing for, I don't give a damn about the wittiness!
I thought of all the past rehearsals we had done over the past weeks. Not to brag or anything but I actually considered myself the luckiest girl out of the three. Why? I'll be frank.
I was naked in bed with Robin Thicke! And that was the opening shot of the video! Robin Thicke was fully clothed and had his trademark shades on with his hair all gelled up. That deodorant he had on when he was on top of me was absolutely to die for. I just wanted to cling to him forever! And those frisk hands rubbed against my body slowly, his fingers gently probing my skin, it just turned me on completely.
Unfortunately, I had to follow a script so I couldn't jump on Thicke and lick his face. At least not yet, I thought with a smile.
"I hope you have medical insurance!" Thicke joked during our first rehearsal, grinning as he came close to me. "I've had complaints that I actually crush my girls every time I'm told to lie on top of them!"
"Oh don't worry!" I laughed. "You won't even notice me under you." I winked.
And now it's happening. As far as the music video goes, I was sleeping with Robin Thicke!
I was secretly hoping Elle and Jesse were envying me thinking that Thicke considers me a favorite!
Because every time I saw Thicke cozy up to them, I felt a small sense of jealousy.
Generally speaking, it took a lot of work to make this music video despite it being for about four minutes.
I practically had to shake every part of my body, half of the time while covering my bare breasts, which that alone was pretty challenging. I remember Pharrell constantly telling Elle and I stuff like, 'Alright! Move your arms a little higher! Move your left elbow to the right a bit! No wait, I can see your nipple! Move it a little to the left!' etc and we were moving our arms around our breasts we if we were doing the robot. Though neither of us were strangers to this kind of act since both of us were official models and have made poses like this hundreds of times. I came from England but in terms of modelling, it was no different than that in America.
During the music video, I was dancing frantically like hell, even more than Elle and Jesse (they were more into seductive poses and slow seductive movements) as if I had absolutely no worry in the world.
The hectic part was constantly changing my shoes throughout the music video. I went from platform laced-shoes to super-high wedge shoes, both of which were, yes you guessed it, white!
I remember Pharrell coming over to me asking me, "What's your shoe size?"
I immediately excitedly replied, "Ten."
So when one of the stage crew brought not one but two different pairs of white platforms, I was a little surprised.
"Two pairs of shoes?" I asked, laughing. "One pair for backup in case I wear out the other pair?"
"You're gonna find out soon, Emily." Pharrell chuckled, winking at me, something he really seemed to enjoy.
Now here I am, doing some really ridiculous yet very invigorating moves which involved grinding my body against the three hotties and making some very seductive poses like meowing at the camera and and moving my shoulders from left to right. During the entire music video, I honestly felt like some toy the guys were playing with. The whole music video seemed a little sexist as if they were promoting the dominance of men over women. Their expressions throughout the entire video was so full of pride and pompousness that for a moment, I actually felt a little disgusted, up to the point that I wanted to wipe their grins off their faces. But then I remembered, it's Robin Thicke! He can do whatever the hell he wants with me!
"This is so much better than the gym!" I shouted happily during one of the breaks, getting some laughs from everyone. As Thicke puts it, "You just gotta SHAKE IT!" Of course, I didn't think he meant it literally.
So here were Elle and I, topless, our bodies covered by nothing but very small panties, ready to kick start our career in Hollywood. We both walked towards the rest of the group, the cold ramming against our breasts, our heads held high as we got cheers and hoots from the crew.
And I thought to myself:
This song will really hit it off at the upcoming VMAs!
"I am really going to be sick of the color white!" Elle joked, laughing while she did.
"I know, right!" I agreed, chuckling. "At least they're making me wear sunglasses in the video."
I knew she was referring to the white background throughout the entire music video. It wasn't pure white but it was white enough! And couple that with the white clothing and all of a sudden, we're at risk of becoming blind. Although when I actually see who we're actually dancing for, I don't give a damn about the wittiness!
I thought of all the past rehearsals we had done over the past weeks. Not to brag or anything but I actually considered myself the luckiest girl out of the three. Why? I'll be frank.
I was naked in bed with Robin Thicke! And that was the opening shot of the video! Robin Thicke was fully clothed and had his trademark shades on with his hair all gelled up. That deodorant he had on when he was on top of me was absolutely to die for. I just wanted to cling to him forever! And those frisk hands rubbed against my body slowly, his fingers gently probing my skin, it just turned me on completely.
Unfortunately, I had to follow a script so I couldn't jump on Thicke and lick his face. At least not yet, I thought with a smile.
"I hope you have medical insurance!" Thicke joked during our first rehearsal, grinning as he came close to me. "I've had complaints that I actually crush my girls every time I'm told to lie on top of them!"
"Oh don't worry!" I laughed. "You won't even notice me under you." I winked.
And now it's happening. As far as the music video goes, I was sleeping with Robin Thicke!
I was secretly hoping Elle and Jesse were envying me thinking that Thicke considers me a favorite!
Because every time I saw Thicke cozy up to them, I felt a small sense of jealousy.
Generally speaking, it took a lot of work to make this music video despite it being for about four minutes.
I practically had to shake every part of my body, half of the time while covering my bare breasts, which that alone was pretty challenging. I remember Pharrell constantly telling Elle and I stuff like, 'Alright! Move your arms a little higher! Move your left elbow to the right a bit! No wait, I can see your nipple! Move it a little to the left!' etc and we were moving our arms around our breasts we if we were doing the robot. Though neither of us were strangers to this kind of act since both of us were official models and have made poses like this hundreds of times. I came from England but in terms of modelling, it was no different than that in America.
During the music video, I was dancing frantically like hell, even more than Elle and Jesse (they were more into seductive poses and slow seductive movements) as if I had absolutely no worry in the world.
The hectic part was constantly changing my shoes throughout the music video. I went from platform laced-shoes to super-high wedge shoes, both of which were, yes you guessed it, white!
I remember Pharrell coming over to me asking me, "What's your shoe size?"
I immediately excitedly replied, "Ten."
So when one of the stage crew brought not one but two different pairs of white platforms, I was a little surprised.
"Two pairs of shoes?" I asked, laughing. "One pair for backup in case I wear out the other pair?"
"You're gonna find out soon, Emily." Pharrell chuckled, winking at me, something he really seemed to enjoy.
Now here I am, doing some really ridiculous yet very invigorating moves which involved grinding my body against the three hotties and making some very seductive poses like meowing at the camera and and moving my shoulders from left to right. During the entire music video, I honestly felt like some toy the guys were playing with. The whole music video seemed a little sexist as if they were promoting the dominance of men over women. Their expressions throughout the entire video was so full of pride and pompousness that for a moment, I actually felt a little disgusted, up to the point that I wanted to wipe their grins off their faces. But then I remembered, it's Robin Thicke! He can do whatever the hell he wants with me!
"This is so much better than the gym!" I shouted happily during one of the breaks, getting some laughs from everyone. As Thicke puts it, "You just gotta SHAKE IT!" Of course, I didn't think he meant it literally.
So here were Elle and I, topless, our bodies covered by nothing but very small panties, ready to kick start our career in Hollywood. We both walked towards the rest of the group, the cold ramming against our breasts, our heads held high as we got cheers and hoots from the crew.
And I thought to myself:
This song will really hit it off at the upcoming VMAs!
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