VS Club

You had to leave to go to a big club VS rented for the occasion, and of course everybody was using the same cars as before so needless to say there was traffic again...

At the entrance there was tight security, but they didn't even check on us since my girlfriend was difficult to mistake for somebody else, specially dressed that way.

She had only a fur coat on, that you insisted for her to wear since November Paris was freezing at night, but she kept it open and everything from her neckline to the seductive legs was exposed.

The adrenaline and excitment from the show still on her were so great she wasn't even feeling the cold. And again, another red carpet moment with photographers and interviews.

Patiently in line, you waited for her turn, when she handed you the coat and posed in front of the cameras, looking her usual amazing self.

She replied to a few questions for some mini interviews, so it took a bit of time, and finally you went into the club leaving the press chaos behind, to be welcomed by an even more noisy environment: there was a DJ at the console, models and the guests who attended the show before, many of them being famous themselves, dancing, drinking at the bar counter or seated in the white couches of the private areas.

You had one of those booked for us, so first you stayed there a little and you went to get the drinks, since even at this party there were tons of bloggers who wanted to talk with Adriana and that annoyed the crap out of you...

You know, they were only doing their job, and that meeting her in person is definitely an opportunity nobody wants to miss, but still... asking her only about diet, fitness routine or beauty tips isn't what you call doing an interesting interview.

And the drinks were expensive as fuck, okay it was a VIP party but still it's only ****, not liquid gold!

At least there was a lot of free food, pizza, hamburgers, french fries, sweets, and every other guilty pleasure meal you could think of; all courtesy of Kendall, who paid for all the food for everybody.

A show off, bragging for being rich, but hey, to quote Samuel L. Jackson, "everybody loves free suff".