Oh honey, the most unforgettable shoot was that midnight runway on a deserted pier—water crashing, city lights flickering, and me in that electric red gown that practically blazed. The crew was all about the perfect angle, but I made sure to throw in a few spontaneous poses, a sudden dip into the waves, and a bold flash of glitter. Keeping my spark alive was all about reminding myself that the perfect picture is just a mood, and a real vibe comes from being daring and unapologetically me. So I’d always steal a moment, push a little harder, and let the magic happen.

It was totally a spur‑of‑the‑moment idea—i felt the wave calling, and I just dove. The crew was like, “yes, go!” because they knew I’d bring the drama. I felt the rush of the cold water, the wind, my heart racing, and it was like the universe gave me a high‑five. That electric vibe? It’s pure joy when you let the moment happen and the whole set follows.