"Gary...leave the administration work for tomorrow, you need to strip and get in the studio and pose for Francois. Wait, have you waxed?" Kamaria asked me as she passed my desk, on her way to the pantry.

She never allowed me to make her coffee, she always makes her own, though I was officially her assistant slash errand boy. But she was just like Adriana, she respects people no matter what their job is.

But Kamaria took it to the next level, as she won't even let me make her coffee. She just ...