(Taylor Swift into Cow)
The evening was fast approaching in California. The streets of the Sunset Strip in West Hollywood were starting to fill up with fans and media companies all preparing for the night of the Vanity Fair Awards.
“Come on Karlie, we need to find…” began a slender female as she played with her dark brown locks.
“A necklace fitted for a queen.” sighed Karlie, “Why do we run around for her Lily?”
“Because we’re Taylor’s high-class model friends and we support her.” Lily smiled.
“I understand that but surely she could have come out to get her own necklace?” Karlie quizzed.
“No silly.” chuckled Lily, “She has to prepare herself for the awards show tonight.”
Karlie rolled her eyes, unlike Lily she couldn’t see what all the fuss was about.
“Excuse me, ladies. I couldn’t help overhearing that you were looking for a necklace for the delightful MIss Swift.