Tight up top, loose down below

The next dress was white silk. It had one shoulder that came down to a gold silk scarf used as a belt then was loose and came down to mid-thigh.

Ashleigh came back and glared at Marissa, her hands on her hips, "Seriously? That looks like something a hooker in ancient Rome would wear! I'm not like these other models!"

Marissa had to fight hard not to roll her eyes, "Look, it's silk and done by a top designer. Once again, the fabric is thick enough not to show your nipples, and...." she lowered her voice, "the other models have been saying you're a prude who doesn't have the body to wear this."

"What?!" said Ashleigh, "I'll show those stick-figure, chain-smoking, bulimic sluts!"

She grabbed the dress and went to change. Later Ashleigh came out with the dress on.

"Wow, you look both sexy and classy!" said Marissa.

"I should!" said Ashleigh.

She walked outside to do the shoot. The fans blew the back of her dress up a couple of times, giving the photographer a few shots of Ashleigh's lower bare butt.

Ashleigh stormed off and back to Marissa. "The wind blew this dress up! I need to put on some underwear!"

"No one noticed," said Marissa. "The photographer wasn't even taking photos when the wind was too high; it ruined his shots."

"Oh," said Marissa. "Well, one more dress and I'm outta here!"