Clarissa is 24. Every day she dreamed of being famous. She would walk through the city
every day, wondering what it would be like to be a popstar or actress like the pretty girls she
sees on billboards. She's nothing like them. She's slightly chubby with a small muffintop
always overriding the top of her jeans. Her face is sprinkled with acne, and a slightly piggish
nose. She's always tried to lose weight, but she sometimes can't get enough of the greasy
food she likes.
Luckily she has a date tonight with a semi-attractive date. His name is Chris, and they met
online last week. She finally gets home and takes off her shoes. The sweaty odor of her feet
fills the air.