Everyone knows your name but no one will admit it. You deal flesh to the stars and also trades secrets, and you have more than anyone in town.
Wardrobe
Trenchcoat, glasses, like someone who is avoiding the FBI and/or the paparazzi.
Everyone knows your name but no one will admit it. You deal flesh to the stars and also trades secrets, and you have more than anyone in town.
Trenchcoat, glasses, like someone who is avoiding the FBI and/or the paparazzi.
You're a regular guy who has been thrust into fame by the popular reality TV show The Bachelor. You’ve made a name for yourself after you rejected all your Bachelor finalists and chose the single life. As the sex symbol du jour, girls everywhere are after your rose.
Always rose ceremony ready in a sharp suit with a handful of red roses to give out (thornless please, or you might not find any takers!)
You’ve been strutting down catwalks since you were discovered at age twelve in a Walmart parking lot. Now a household name, you’ve modeled for all the most popular designers and have your own cosmetics line. It’s true you may have a chip on your shoulder, but who wouldn’t after being named Sexiest Woman Alive every year for the last 5 years?
Sleek and minimal, you don’t need to dress to impress because your face is the money maker.
You are newly minted British royalty with some serious in-laws to impress. You’re classy but sassy and ready to rewrite the status quo of blue blood society.
Prim and proper. A tiara or a fascinator wouldn't be out of place on your regal head.