"Cheguei, to preparada pra atacar....quando o grave bater eu vou quicar.....Na sua cara vou jogra e rebolar-ah-ah...."
It wasn't until the second Verse of Major Lazer's Sua Cara that Yasmin would begin to stir. The sleepy young brunette lazily reached over to her clock radio and hit the snooze button in an attempt to silence it - but to no avail, the music kept playing, and eventually forced her to sit up and focus long enough to realize that the alarm had switched off and the radio had actually clicked to "on" mode, so instead of pressing "snooze" she now had to press "off."
"Ay dios mio....what time is it?" whined Yasmin as she stood up from her bed and stretched her arms high enough to pull the over-sized t-shirt she was wearing up to her belly button.
What was supposed to be a half-hour cat nap turned into a 2 hour nap and as soon as she realized it was slightly past 2pm Yasmin shrieked before kicking it into high gear, desperate to still make her 3:00pm shoot in Central Park.
In a record 15minutes Yasmin was out the door, wearing what was for her an incredibly casual outfit consisting of a pair of fitted jeans and a light white tank top, along with the classic silver diamond ring she always wore on her right ring finger - a gift her grandmother gave her mother and her mother in turn gave to her on her 16th birthday. She quickly noticed the metal under the diamond was abnormally warm to the touch but Yasmin didn't think much of it, assuming her hair dryer or another innocent explanation was the cause.
She had originally planned to walk to the park, but with her being pressed for time Yasmin instead used the complimentary chauffeur service available to all residence in her building, and would arrive at Central Park in roughly 18 minutes.
"Here papi, obrigada!" Yasmin said as she handed the Driver she had become friends with upon arriving in NYC two hundred dollars for a tip - an amount that made the older man behind the wheel grin from ear-to-ear as he repeated "thank you" more times than she could count.
Yasmin smiled and waved it off as no big deal before getting out, throwing her purse over her shoulder, and shutting the car door.
Withing seconds she was on her phone, texting both the photographer and the make-up artist to let them know she was right outside the park.
A food truck briefly lured her away from her destination, but after a few minutes of waiting in a line she was again walking into the park and towards Jacqueline's Reservoir - with a small basket of cheese fries.
After a long scenic walk Yasmin would finally reach her destination, the walkway right along the east side of the Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir.
Though the sun was high in the sky at this hour the fully bloomed trees almost completely shaded the walkway.
"Finally, you're here, go - go behind there and change, and what's this garbage?"
The photographer spotted Yasmin before sh spotted him, and clearly he wasn't a fan of the small paper basket that had held her cheese fries.
"It's called food, you know, the stuff you eat to look like me?"
Yasmin joked, and made sure to flex for the photographer for a quick second before walking into a makeshift booth with the make up artist and the other fitness model - who was already dressed.
It took Yasmin only a few minutes to slip into an identical Strong Liftwear leggings & Sports Bra combo, which was enough time for the makeup artist to finish on the other model, who through conversation Yasmin learned was named Trina.
Trina was a more thinner fitness model, with bright blonde hair and large blue eyes you could die for. It was clear to Yasmin Strong Liftwear was trying to show that they cater to different body types, which was something she liked.
After both girls had their faces done up, and their hair pulled up into identical high ponytails to go along with the identical outfits, they stepped outside the booth and over towards the fence by the water's edge.
The photographer was slightly annoyed at the additional ten minutes he had to wait for Yasmin to get made over, but both girls were eventually able to win the middle-aged man over and the photo-shoot began.
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For over two hours Yasmin and Trina would pose in various positions; from running, to jogging, to leaning over the railing, to drinking water, and so on, with only a couple 15 minute breaks in between.
Once the entire shoot was done the foursome would sit in the shade for an additional half hour - conversing and viewing some of the photographs taken via the photographers laptop.
The four eventually went there separate ways after taking a few selfies together and exchanging instagram handles.
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Yasmin stuck to the walkway beside Jackie O's Reservoir and would eventually end up in a beautiful quiet area that was only lightly populated with a few people here and there.
"This is so beautiful..." she'd think out loud as she leaned onto the fence and stared out at the water.
It was then she got the idea to start a livestream on Instagram, and within less than a minute of her pulling her phone out of the bag she had diagonally strapped onto her hip, she'd press the button to go live.
With 15.5 million followers it took only 30 seconds or so for a few hundred people to pop onto her livestream.
"Ola you guys!! Oh my, I swear I just love how quick everyone jumps on here! Look, isn't this beautiful?"
Yasmin would turn her phone out towards the reservoir and pan side to side, and then turn the camera around towards the beautiful group of trees behind her - once again panning from side to side before finally pointing the camera back towards herself, where she could see that she had gained an aditional four thousand viewers.
"Mi mi mi, hello to all of you! So, I'm in Central Park right now, I just got done with a photo-shoot for Strong Liftwear with the super lovely Trina Peters - go check her page out asap. We both wore these gorgeous matching leggings and sport bras, lemme show you guys!"
Yasmin would hold her camera out as far as she could but after a minute of panning up and down the front of her body she'd realized it would be easier if she'd pull out her silver and purple selfie-stick.
"Okay okay, selfie stick time!"
Yasmin only vaguely noticed the stream of hearts she was getting as she showed off her outfit once again but this time with the phone being further away thanks to the selfie stick. After a few minutes of remaining stationary she'd begin to walk on the pathway in front of her, with her phone still attached to the selfie stick and her free hand playing with her long thick hair.
"So I'm totally going to take you guys on a walk, oh and let me tell you about my photo-shoot - no looking at my boobies as I hold this camera up here okay?"
For several minutes Yasmin walked along the reservoir, joking in both Spanish and Portuguese - along with English, and answering as many questions as she could from chat. However as she continued to walk she'd eventually spot a pair of men sitting in the middle of the walkway. Not wanting to interrupt whatever they were doing she decided to just come to a stop.
"Look you guys it's a family of cute little duckies, tan hermosa! So, no more walking for us but check these two out, I guess they're comfy there?"
Yasmin would point her phone towards the two men sitting in the middle of the walkway before turning around and putting herself in front of the camera again - with the two men behind her as a backdrop of sorts.
She'd go on to answer questions that were flying in a mile a minute from her nearly 8 thousand viewers, totally content to staying out in Central Park, and away from her lonesome penthouse, at least until the sun began to set..