chasing pavements

marley rose. maybe you've seen me on tv! (fabrose 1x1)

[roseymarley]

starlettexfabrayy​:

Quinn sighed a little. “Well I cant even imagine doing this full time. Waiting outside someone’s home just to get a candid picture … sounds awfully boring.” In her opinion nothing was more boring than that. It for sure didn’t sound all that exciting. “You are being way too sweet to me.” Quinn simply said and she meant that. She had never met anyone who was as sweet as Marley was. She was always kind and caring and friendly. Sometimes Quinn caught herself being a tiny bit jealous when Marley was talking to other people - laughing and making jokes. But she was always able to shake those feelings off. There was no reason to be jealous. Marley was her friend. That was all. And she didn’t want to be possessive. 

“There are just so many good female artists - models, actresses, singers, make up artists … I think that women and girls should see them as role models and not as competition. Competition for what exactly?” Quinn was a very outspoken feminist for sure. Whenever she was a guest on late night shows or anywhere really, she always mentioned other female artists and talked about how she looked up to them or she praised them for current achievements. She had mentioned Marley a lot in those interviews, always saying how beautiful the girl was - inside and also outside. She would always talk about how much fun they had on set and how supportive they were of each other. “Yeah it does look hot, you*re right.” Quinn laughed, and enjoyed the closeness. The other girl leaning into her some. “Going through this alone would be torture.” Quinn said, before she guided Marley towards the seats. she sat down in her own and waited for the stylists to start their work.

Marley was really happy to spend time with someone who shared the same values as her. It was surprisingly hard to find someone in the business that talked the talk and walked the walk. It was understandable to some degree - jealousy and competitiveness were intense feelings that could easily spiral out of control. Even she had gotten a taste of that unsettling feeling, and it made her mind go to places she wished she never would go to again. “There is more than enough room for everyone, contrary to popular belief. There isn’t only one Oscar winning actress or one Grammy winning artist, there can be several,” Marley nodded, adding to Quinn’s sentiment. “And even if you don’t get recognized by a bunch of white old men in the Academy boards, you still have people who adore you for you.” She had tried to uplift other women whenever she could, too. While she wasn’t perfect at it, she would always try to buy makeup products made by women, preferably even women of color, support local businesses run by women and promote them on her social media. It felt like the least she could do with her growing platform. 

Marley followed Quinn to the makeup chairs, sitting neatly down and greeted the makeup artists and hair stylists as they approached them. “Speaking of talented women,” she smiled, nodding at the makeup artists. “Did you like the script for the upcoming episodes, by the way? I’m so excited about our characters’ arc.”

[roseymarley]

starlettexfabrayy​:

“Maybe we should dig out some dirt of those paparazzi and journalists. Would be a fair fight then.” Of course she didn’t mean that but sometimes she felt like they were always on the sidelines waiting until someone fucked up. And they were the first to have footage of it. “Well you are one of the few people who would add those adjectives to the mix.” Quinn laughed. She had friends of course, but not many would call her fearless or amazing. She was a flawed human being like everyone else. Marley always seemed to see the best in her though and that made her smile. And happy. She loved having such a positive person around her. 

“Well Beyonce knows what she is saying for sure.” Quinn tilted her head to the side as she watched some staff members figuring out the outfit she would wear. They were still discussing if a dress or a skirt would look better. Quinn never interrupted such conversations. “I think Christina Aguilera really inspired me when she sang Cant hold us down. I never thought about emancipation and feminism or anything of that sort. And when I heard the song and saw the video. It made me see some things so clearly.” Quinn finally got an outfit to try on. She stood up from her chair and pushed down her jeans and took her shirt off. She quickly slipped into the simple white dress, before adding a leather jacket and some ankle boots. It looked cute but stylish and because of the leather jacket it gave her an edge. “You look pretty when you blush so …” Quinn grinned as she moved towards Marley and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. “And now the worst part - make up and hair. Will only take an hour or so.” Quinn laughed.She never minded that part, but it could be boring if you were alone. But with Marley at her side she could handle the make up artist doing her work.

“I’m sure they’d have some dirt on them, but as for paparazzi, I’m pretty sure most of them don’t have other job opportunities. Can’t imagine being a paparazzo as a side job or just for fun,” Marley sighed, catching herself almost feeling bad for them. “Well, it’s true. I don’t mix adjectives like that for no reason.” One of her favorite feelings in the world was to see other people be happy from her words or actions - there was nothing more giving than spreading positivity. Maybe being an actress wasn’t the most ideal job for a person like herself, but at least it gave her a platform to spread positivity on a bigger scale than she otherwise could have.

Marley nodded along as Quinn spoke, remembering all the female artists she listened to and adored at a young age. “I remember that song. It made me feel really powerful too.” She watched--or well, glanced--as Quinn got into her outfit too, and while she was content with her own wardrobe, Quinn’s character’s wardrobe was pretty darn good too. “Ooh, hot mama,” she cheered, doing a silly little hip twirl as she wagged her finger at the blonde. When she felt Quinn’s arm around her, she laid a gentle hand on top of hers, leaning her head against her. “Whereas the entire hour plus more will be spent on giving me the ‘perfect’ waves’,” she groaned softly, pushing her lip out into a pout. “At least we’ll do it together.”

[roseymarley]

starlettexfabrayy​:

“I just sometimes don’t get how people do that. Think they have a right to judge you. If you don’t have anything nice to say, just don’t say anything.” Quinn was one of those people who hated to be negative about things. She would never be caught talking badly about people. She could be distanced and cold and even mean to those people personally but she would never tell a journalist anything bad about them. That wasn’t her style. “Yeah - I can only imagine how hard that must be. I am luckily the ice queen and not the american sweetheart.” Quinn grinned. She knew that they had polar opposite reputations. It was funny how they still got along so damn well. As Marley said she was changing here, it made Quinn feel good. It meant she was comfortable around her. It was reassuring. 

“You know - there are some people I met on sets I really don’t like. But I would never say anything bad about them. Ever. Contrary I am happy they are doing great. I think we girls need to stick together. And if that means I need to celebrate the success of a girl I don’t particularly like - then so be it.” She was all about girls being there for each other and celebrating success in a man’s world. To Quinn it felt like the right thing to do. “Yeah it was nice. Although I missed having you around.” Quinn winked at the brunette, before she took in the sight of her in the costume. “You look stunning. Like always. I have never seen you look bad in anything you wear really.” Quinn complimented her. She did that often. And she liked to do that. It was a nice gesture. Something that could make your day when you feel down. Something that lifted your spirits and self confidence. That was what she wanted to be for Marley - someone who could push her ego.

“Unfortunately, they’re making money off of it and for a reason,” Marley shuddered, thinking about all the messed up things that were said in those teen magazines she used to read as a kid. “A fearless, amazing ice queen at that,” she added, pointing her finger at Quinn. She never imagined getting along this well with someone like Quinn - admittedly, she found women like her sort of intimidating, but not because they seemed cold or superior at first sight, but because they felt sort of... out of reach. Marley only really attracted two types of people: manipulators and fellow optimists. There wasn’t really any inbetween. 

“I fully agree, Marley emphasized, nodding firmly at Quinn’s statement. There was too much unnecessary competition between women and girls, not only encouraged by men but also initiated by women because they were taught by society to be competitive with other women. “Life’s too short to be bitter and bring each other down. I don’t wanna be cheesy, but like Beyonce herself says, who run the world? Girls!” She giggled, stepping in front of the full body mirror to check out the outfit for herself. “I missed you too. I’m really excited to enter our little bubble again.” She turned and twisted to take a good look at her costume, happy with how it turned out. Her character’s style was so different from hers, but she absolutely loved how well the stylists interpreted and represented her character. “You’re making me blush, Q,” she muttered, feeling her cheeks flush pink. “Thank you.”

[roseymarley]

starlettexfabrayy​:

Usually Quinn never bothered to make real friends on set. She could be nice to people she worked with, but she could also be mean. She knew that. But if someone was constantly on her nerves, or was talking down to her - well she wasn’t one to take crap. She knew how to protect herself, how to avoid being stepped all over. A good ability - and she sometimes felt that it was something Marley was lacking. She saw the brunette as someone so kind and generous and she knew that there were people out there who would take advantage of that. It made her sad. Really. But she wouldn’t push Marley in any way. Maybe she would test the subject sometime later. as in a few months from now. Just to test the waters.

“That is very kind of you.”Quinn grinned and winked at the brunette, before she sat down in one of the chairs. She stretched her legs out and sighed. “I know - its a blessing and a curse. Sometimes I read the articles about best dressed celebrities or the picture albums from events. And you know how some people are. Saying that I am only beautiful but dumb and stuff like that. I mean I don’t care - I just sometimes dont understand how people can be so bitter-” She really didnt understand that. It was insane to her. She would push other girls’ self confidence rather than destroying it. But she never got that bitchy behavior between women. Like they were rivals if some sort. “I actually just enjoyed my time of. Some yoga classes, some shopping, spa and stuff like that. Nothing really exciting. I am happy to be on set again. Means I am busy all day everyday.”

One of the biggest downsides of being sort of in the public eye was the scrutiny, gossip and invasion of privacy. Marley was probably never going to get used to strangers having an opinion on her private life and ‘journalists’ wanting to make every detail about her life news. Even having to go through media training was surreal to her. “People who say that obviously don’t know you,” she said, shaking her head disapprovingly. “It seems like I’ve been labelled as the goody two shoes who’s always happy, which is not the worst thing, but I definitely feel this pressure to constantly have a smile on my face. And you know how exhausting that can get.” She chuckled lightly, about to take a seat when she was handed the first outfit to wear. “Oh, I can just change here, it’s just Quinn and you guys here,” she assured.

“But yeah, it’s insane how badly media wants women to hate each other. I don’t think any of us here have any bad blood even if we don’t necessarily all get along the same way. Doesn’t mean we’re out for each other’s blood,” Marley shrugged as she shimmied out of her clothes, standing only in plain black underwear for a moment before trying on her first costume for her character. “That sounds really nice. We don’t get to do too much of that, so you know, you gotta treat yourself.” She winked at Quinn, following it with a short laugh. She let the assistant do the finishing touches on her outfit before doing a twirl in front of the blonde. “What do you think?”

[roseymarley]

starlettexfabrayy​:

The last few weeks have been quite boring compared to the months before. Promoting, filming, posing for photo shoots. It had been a lot of work, but Quinn enjoyed all of it. She loved the rolling camera, she loved wearing beautiful clothes for shootings, she loved talking to tv show hosts, or reporters on the red carpet. She was born for this job and she knew that very well. She had started as a little girl with cereal commercials and small roles in comedy movies. She had grown up on set. So there was never a time in her life she felt like she wanted to do something else. It had always been tv shows and movies. And starring in a new tv show was just the right move for her. She had been in theaters just a few months before so people who had enjoyed her on the big screen, wanted to know what she could do on a tv show. And it had been a blast. It was so different from all the things she had done in the past. Especially since she grew so close to the other people on set. But the person she was closest to was Marley Rose. The actress was beautiful, sweet and caring. She was the person, who could ground Quinn and calm her down in moments of insecurity, anxiety or anger. Those things didn’t happen often, but Marley always found a way to make Quinn calm and relaxed. 

Quinn was already eyeing her costume, as she heard Marley arrive. The blonde turned around to face her friend, who ran towards her and hugged her. “Marls, you will kill me with that hug - I need to breathe.”Quinn joked. “But great to see you.” Quinn said as Marley let go of her and seemed to eye the costumes as well. “Yeah - the costumes are definitely a higher prize ticket then the ones in season 1. But it really doesn’t matter all that much. We always look stunning - no matter what we wear.” Quinn was very self confident and she knew she could make a towel look fashionable. And Marley - she always made the things she wore hers. It always looked right. “So tell me - how did you spent your time off? I mean I have seen your instagram pictures, but I bet you did more than the things I saw on there.”

Marley had no problems making friends on set as she learned quickly to be whatever people wanted her to be to be liked. Starting at 14, her first TV gig was a toxic workplace with castmates who was unable to leave the drama when the cameras turned off, and she was iced out for being a newbie in the business. It was clear that she had to act a certain way to fit in. But spending her teen years making friends who didn’t like her for who she was became tiring, and she realized that the minute a project ended, her so-called friends never reached out to her again. It was demotivating, but who needed friends like that anyway, right? In a lot of ways, Quinn was her first real friend she had made on a set. Surely, the show hadn’t ended yet, but there was something about their bond that made her confident that she could be someone to stick around, long after this show was over.

With a giggle, Marley let go of her friend, faking a sad face at her comment. “Letting go only because I actually want you to live,” she stated, unable to keep a serious face as she cracked another smile. “That’s true, but especially for you. You’re stunning in everything, regardless of how much or little effort you’ve put into it.” It was true - Quinn was possibly one of the most beautiful women Marley had ever met, still stunned it was even possible to look that good. It was clear she was aware of that too, but she had absolutely every right to. “Instagram is only one tiny moment of time, so you’re right. But no, I spent most of the time with my mom in Pennsylvania and I treated her to some nice meals at restaurants we didn’t even dare to look at when I was younger. What about you, city girl? What trouble did you get into?”

[roseymarley]

back to set ➝ fabrose

After what felt like the longest spring filled with promoting the first season of Breach of Secrets, Marley was looking forward to come back to set. Living into her character and spending time with her co-stars were the parts of her job she thoroughly enjoyed, and while she loved being on camera, the flashing ones on red carpets and the goggling ones in interviews didn’t quite have the same effect as the ones used for TV production. Honestly, she was just thankful she still had the opportunity to come back to a set she had grown fond of over the past year - it also happened to be the first TV show she worked on that got renewed for a second season. Plus, she would’ve been devastated if she didn’t get to work alongside her newfound bestie, Quinn. She couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was, but all she knew was that she laid eyes on that woman and knew she wanted to be her friend. Once they started talking, it only confirmed her gut feeling about the blonde. Quinn had a certain grace that fascinated her and a timeless beauty that both awed her and inspired her. The way she easily switched from being an ice queen on-screen to a total elegant sweetheart once the cameras stopped rolling was intriguing, and she had not only grown to really love Quinn, but also look up to her. 

Arriving to the first wardrobe fitting, Marley caught her eye on her best friend, her eyes wide and glistening at the sight of the blonde. “Q!” she exclaimed, practically running with her arms wide open. “I know we just saw each other like a couple of weeks ago, but I really missed you.” Wrapping her arms around Quinn, she squeezed tight, the excitement of being back on set with her nearly overwhelming. “I can already tell by the costumes that the budget has increased a lot.”

[wldsunflwr]

I want more. I want to be surrounded by those who are positive and invested in me; I want to be positive and invested in others. I want to laugh really, really hard, a lot. I want to let go of the things not meant for me – friendships that are not fulfilling, relationships that are painful, memories that haunt. I’m ready to write more, create more, read more, adventure more. I’m ready to embrace and enjoy life for what it is and push to have positive experiences.

[lonelyheartszclub]

Breakfast At Tiffany’s (1961)

[calderacollective]