Rita Ora worst dressed
Rita Ora was delighted to hear that she was to be given an award. She was so delighted that she did not bother to ask what the award was for or what it entailed. She arrived at the awards ceremony in one of her hideous outfits. Little did she know that the award was for the worst dressed celebrity, Other celebrities were at the ceremony and received other good natured awards similar to the one that Rita would be receiving. The atmosphere was very playful and wild. Some of the celebrities were the butt of some good natured jokes, but they all took it in stride. Everyone laughed. It was slightly embarrassing at times, but nothing more than that. Rita also had no idea what award she was going to be receiving.
Rita wore a sleeveless white body suit that were like Capri pants on the bottom. Finally it was time for the worst dressed celebrity award. Two celebrities, comedians, announced the nominations. Rita had been unaware that she was nominated. “And the nominees are, Rihanna, Nicki Minaj, Tulisa, Jessie J and Rita Ora.” When Rita heard that she was nominated, she knew that this must be the won that she had won for. Loads of thoughts flashed through her head. Worst dressed, that was a little embarrassing but it could have been a lot worse. Anyway, she may not have won it anyway. Her head spun. “And the winner is…. Rita Ora.” She giggled and stood up. People congratulated her. She made her way on stage, not knowing how she should feel about what was happening.
As she walked up on stage a video package was played making fun of some of the outfits that she had worn and the outlandish make up that she had worn. The package called her outfits hideous, eliciting laughter from the audience. The package did say that she was an attractive girl, but her clothes and makeup were awful. Rita finally got to the podium. She shook the presenters hands. The announcer then came on and said that there was a very special part of this very special award for Rita. Rita did not know what was meant by this. The presenters told her to just look forward and to stand on the x. She complied, having no clue what was about to happen.
With that, a loud buzzer went off and the lights flashed. Rita still did not know what was happening. She looked up. As she looked up, she was hit with a deluge of sloppy green slime. Everyone erupted in laughter. Rita’s mouth fell open but she giggled as the slime poured down over her face and her bleached blonde hair. It poured down her face, soaking her in slime. It poured down her front, all over her clothes, soaking and staining them green. She held her hands out in front of her, not knowing quite what to do or what to say.
The green slime then turned rainbow. White, orange, pink and blue slime rained on her in all directions. Rita wiped her hands over her face, rubbing the slime around. The slime destroying her clothing, staining it all sorts of colours. It fell into her outfit and dripped all the way down her. It seemed to pour for ages from above her. Rita stood motionless, half in shock. She kept her eyes on the ground as the seemingly endless downpour of slime rained down over her.
When the slime finally ceased, some stagehands then approached Rita with buckets of sticky yellow cake batter. They walked up in front of her and began to dump the thick, sloppy yellow mess down the front of Rita’s formerly white outfit. They liberally poured the batter over her front and then over the top of her head. Her thick makeup was barely even effected by the mounds of thick sloppy mess that covered her head. Her mouth was wide open with shock.
Next, one of the stagehands approached carrying a pair of scissors. He playfully chopped the air with the scissors as he approached. He went around to Rita’s back. Much to her surprise, he grabbed the back of her jumpsuit and started cutting it with the scissors. He cut around , making an uneven shape as he went, cutting most of the back off of her outfit. He made a huge gaping hole in the back of her outfit. He then bent down and cut upwards, up the legs of her outfit in an irregular line. He then went around the front and made a cut down the centre of Rita’s outfit around the chest. He then took it with both hands and pulled, ripping her outfit, tearing it apart. He then leaned over and made a diagonal cut in it up the leg and crotch. He then made holes at the waist. When he was finished the shreds of Rita’s outfit hung from her body, mainly her arms and legs. Her badly stained underwear were revealed. They were just as loud and awful as her regular clothes were. They looked like rainbow graffiti. The audience of her peers laughed at Rita. She had just lost any street cred that she ever had. She could not believe what was happening to her. Most of her tattoos were now on show, the ones not obscured by slime or ckae batter.
Before Rita knew what was happening , more stagehands approached her carrying a great number of pies in their hands. Before she had time to react, a pie flew through the air and smashed her square in the face. She barely had time to shut her eyes before pie after pie was thrown at her. She bent her knees as her body and face were peppered with pie after pie. Soft cream soon covering her. Pie after pie hit her. She tried to hold her hands up to deflect the pies, but just as she deflected one, another would hot her from a different direction. When the deluge of pies finished, Rita stood motionless on stage. She peeled from of the pie tins away from her body.
Before she knew it, more stagehands emerged carrying gigantic hoses. They pointed them at Rita. They were then switched on, Rita was then sprayed with a powerful blast of creamy pink and blue foam. It almost knocked her off of her feet as it blasted her. It looked like toothpaste as it discharged from the hoses all over Rita. It blew her hair back and covered her entire face. Rita was absolutely speechless.
The music then played, indicating that they wanted Rita off stage. She slunk off the stage slowly. Unfortunately for Rita, the cleaning up facilities back stage were not very good. They also had no spare clothes backstage. She had to return to her seat for the rest of the show with her tattered clothes wrapped around her, only have cleaned. She had to try to clean up as best as she could in a normal bathroom. A regular sink was no match for the mess that covered her. Throughout the rest of the show, shots were shown of her sitting in the seat still half messy. She tried to stay polite but felt like shouting, “Get that damn camera out of my face.”
Rita Ora was delighted to hear that she was to be given an award. She was so delighted that she did not bother to ask what the award was for or what it entailed. She arrived at the awards ceremony in one of her hideous outfits. Little did she know that the award was for the worst dressed celebrity, Other celebrities were at the ceremony and received other good natured awards similar to the one that Rita would be receiving. The atmosphere was very playful and wild. Some of the celebrities were the butt of some good natured jokes, but they all took it in stride. Everyone laughed. It was slightly embarrassing at times, but nothing more than that. Rita also had no idea what award she was going to be receiving.
Rita wore a sleeveless white body suit that were like Capri pants on the bottom. Finally it was time for the worst dressed celebrity award. Two celebrities, comedians, announced the nominations. Rita had been unaware that she was nominated. “And the nominees are, Rihanna, Nicki Minaj, Tulisa, Jessie J and Rita Ora.” When Rita heard that she was nominated, she knew that this must be the won that she had won for. Loads of thoughts flashed through her head. Worst dressed, that was a little embarrassing but it could have been a lot worse. Anyway, she may not have won it anyway. Her head spun. “And the winner is…. Rita Ora.” She giggled and stood up. People congratulated her. She made her way on stage, not knowing how she should feel about what was happening.
As she walked up on stage a video package was played making fun of some of the outfits that she had worn and the outlandish make up that she had worn. The package called her outfits hideous, eliciting laughter from the audience. The package did say that she was an attractive girl, but her clothes and makeup were awful. Rita finally got to the podium. She shook the presenters hands. The announcer then came on and said that there was a very special part of this very special award for Rita. Rita did not know what was meant by this. The presenters told her to just look forward and to stand on the x. She complied, having no clue what was about to happen.
With that, a loud buzzer went off and the lights flashed. Rita still did not know what was happening. She looked up. As she looked up, she was hit with a deluge of sloppy green slime. Everyone erupted in laughter. Rita’s mouth fell open but she giggled as the slime poured down over her face and her bleached blonde hair. It poured down her face, soaking her in slime. It poured down her front, all over her clothes, soaking and staining them green. She held her hands out in front of her, not knowing quite what to do or what to say.
The green slime then turned rainbow. White, orange, pink and blue slime rained on her in all directions. Rita wiped her hands over her face, rubbing the slime around. The slime destroying her clothing, staining it all sorts of colours. It fell into her outfit and dripped all the way down her. It seemed to pour for ages from above her. Rita stood motionless, half in shock. She kept her eyes on the ground as the seemingly endless downpour of slime rained down over her.
When the slime finally ceased, some stagehands then approached Rita with buckets of sticky yellow cake batter. They walked up in front of her and began to dump the thick, sloppy yellow mess down the front of Rita’s formerly white outfit. They liberally poured the batter over her front and then over the top of her head. Her thick makeup was barely even effected by the mounds of thick sloppy mess that covered her head. Her mouth was wide open with shock.
Next, one of the stagehands approached carrying a pair of scissors. He playfully chopped the air with the scissors as he approached. He went around to Rita’s back. Much to her surprise, he grabbed the back of her jumpsuit and started cutting it with the scissors. He cut around , making an uneven shape as he went, cutting most of the back off of her outfit. He made a huge gaping hole in the back of her outfit. He then bent down and cut upwards, up the legs of her outfit in an irregular line. He then went around the front and made a cut down the centre of Rita’s outfit around the chest. He then took it with both hands and pulled, ripping her outfit, tearing it apart. He then leaned over and made a diagonal cut in it up the leg and crotch. He then made holes at the waist. When he was finished the shreds of Rita’s outfit hung from her body, mainly her arms and legs. Her badly stained underwear were revealed. They were just as loud and awful as her regular clothes were. They looked like rainbow graffiti. The audience of her peers laughed at Rita. She had just lost any street cred that she ever had. She could not believe what was happening to her. Most of her tattoos were now on show, the ones not obscured by slime or ckae batter.
Before Rita knew what was happening , more stagehands approached her carrying a great number of pies in their hands. Before she had time to react, a pie flew through the air and smashed her square in the face. She barely had time to shut her eyes before pie after pie was thrown at her. She bent her knees as her body and face were peppered with pie after pie. Soft cream soon covering her. Pie after pie hit her. She tried to hold her hands up to deflect the pies, but just as she deflected one, another would hot her from a different direction. When the deluge of pies finished, Rita stood motionless on stage. She peeled from of the pie tins away from her body.
Before she knew it, more stagehands emerged carrying gigantic hoses. They pointed them at Rita. They were then switched on, Rita was then sprayed with a powerful blast of creamy pink and blue foam. It almost knocked her off of her feet as it blasted her. It looked like toothpaste as it discharged from the hoses all over Rita. It blew her hair back and covered her entire face. Rita was absolutely speechless.
The music then played, indicating that they wanted Rita off stage. She slunk off the stage slowly. Unfortunately for Rita, the cleaning up facilities back stage were not very good. They also had no spare clothes backstage. She had to return to her seat for the rest of the show with her tattered clothes wrapped around her, only have cleaned. She had to try to clean up as best as she could in a normal bathroom. A regular sink was no match for the mess that covered her. Throughout the rest of the show, shots were shown of her sitting in the seat still half messy. She tried to stay polite but felt like shouting, “Get that damn camera out of my face.”
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