Why are celebrities even a thing? Every day i see a new article like “[celebrity] talks about how fame has detrimentally impacted their mental health”
Being famous is pointless I think we should all be honey bees and ducks but that’s just my opinion
Fotos da Sofya Plotnikova em “Pas Le Choix”
Photos of Sofya Plotnikova in “Pas Le Choix”
“This is one for… Harriet,” Lizzie snuffled, her eyes a soft blush as she sighed toward the camera, “This was a stupid idea for me. But whatever, okay… Harri, what was your performance like solo? What was it like performing with your best friend?”
I giggled from behind the camera, “Liza you’ll get questions soon, no worries!” I reassured her as I took the spot on the couch. Lizzie rested her elbow against the arm and shook her head with a huff. I smiled at her, patting her knee and then looked back at the camera, “It was fun! I’ll be honest-I did more of an opera performance than a rock one because I was just getting out from rehab. But the fans were extremely welcoming,
I grinned, “I hated it the most though because during practice, Harry wouldn’t stop laughing. So I stopped mid way to ask why-he called me Alice and that’s the only thing I could think of,” I laughed hard, covering my mouth. I peeked over at Lizzie and sighed with content, “Alice is a singer my face claim played, she’s really incredible. Like me,” I turned to the camera and winked.
“Face claim? What’s that,” Lizzie asked with her eyebrows shot up into her forehead, “I hardly know her!” We both laughed and Lizzie hugged her arms around me, pulling me into her side, “Thanks Harri for the story, now on to the next question!”
