Fashion week.

One of Piltovers most popular and interesting events. The clothing, the drinks, jewelry That’s worth more than most people’s houses and Hailey’s favorite, the photography. Hailey was one of the finest photographers in Piltover.

The dark haired beauty that was Mel Medarda arrived on the catwalk. A beautiful deep maroon dress in velvet, heels that just made her taller. The dress was elegant, and detailed, gold hand embroidered along the seams. And Hailey was there to capture every aspect of her beauty.

The flash of the camera had been in Mel’s life longer than she could walk, then that walk turned to a strut and she took over the modeling world. Hailey was honored with the opportunity to have a private shoot afterward with Mel.

They had Mel in several poses, with several backgrounds. The camera clicked over and over. Mel was the kinda girl you killed to look like. Hailey had her draped over a white couch. A hand in her forehead as the camera resumed its work.

“How do you want me?” Mel asked with that confidence that brought women to their kneels. The two entered a new set, a dark purple room that made the red of her dress pop.