((Lyra, Nivalia and Bolt reserved as models. Anyone else is welcome to join if you so wish; spectator roles only. Thank you~))

A certain celebrity was standing upon a small platform carried by two very well groomed stallions through the streets of Canterlot. Photofinish was tapping her hoof impatiently on the wood as she looked about her surroundings. She was lacking inspiration -  whilst on a deadline, despite having her entourage following her with costumes, manestylists, make up artists and so on.
"Schurely somepony can schow Photofinisch somesing!" she exclaimed out of frustration, "I just need one more..."

Nivalia swoops down a short distance away from the stage, her normal earth pony appearance swapped out for a Pegasus. Before her landing she did spot a blue streak zoom past, something the blue dragon ahead seems to be responsible for. Niv's entrance isn't as grand as his, rather she slowly approaches the scene, even stopping a few meters away from the crowd. The memories if the cafe still fresh in her mind, she keeps note to be more careful. As for her allergies, they're taken care of.

Nivalia looks over to Lyra as she calls out to her. "Oh, hey there Lyra! Looking good!" The mare approaches the unicorn, "This is so exciting, I've never done modeling  before."

Bolt approached the other two he'd be working alongside in the shoot. "Hey guys. This is pretty exciting isn't it? I just wanted you to know even though this is my first time seeing a camera, I'm already better than you. STAY THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!" He barked igniting his fist in flame delivering the threat. 

"Goodness laddy this ain't a competition." Lyra gave him an annoyed look. "We all got invited to do the same thing. Can't we all just be friends?  Perhaps a song on me lyre will calm the nerves?" She leviatted her lyre out and plucked a few notes.

Nivalia let's out annoyed sigh, "So did you just come here to push your insecurities on us or was there an actual, practical reason you're here to speak with us?" The changeling's looks around to find Photofinish and get this thing started.

"Ah! Yes! Vee begin now!" Photofinish proclaimed, getting straight to business with barely a wave of hello to them. She bounded off of the platform and quickly galloping to the trio. Seemingly out of nowhere a small herd of ponies with exotic manestyles and striking fashion sense gathered from behind and surrounded the trio. These ponies were slinging on, strapping on, slapping on and pulling on three completely different kinds of uniforms for each model - judging from how they were going about their profession of dressing them, the question of a possibility of invading one's personal space seemed to have been thrown out the window.

By now Lyra was wearing a short yet elegant light grey c'ocktail dress. It had a silver trim and the snow-white collar to the dress had a splash of modern design in it's angular cut and embroidery. The length of Nivalia's outfit - and from how tight it was - it felt like it would have suited a much taller mare of ridiculous slim build. The dress itself however, with it's white corset, long flowing trail that flowed about the ground behind her and a veil attached tot he back of her mane also flowed smoothly behind as well; like a stream of water. Bolt on the other hand, was a trickier one seeing as the outfit he was wearing was more design to fit a pony instead of a dragon. The designers had to mad a lot of on-the-spot alterations - removing quite a lot of the design with Photofinish's approval - until there were only metal shoulder pads, some armor around the hips and a bow tie around his neck.

Photofinish exhaled after this process was done before taking a deep breath, "I, Photofinisch, sank you all for coming today. I haff been lacking inshpirational models to best fit my photoschoot today; and I have been very fortunate to happen to find all three of you at around the same time. Vhile vee create 'The Magics', if zer is anysing you vant, let me knov, you knov that I can give it. If zer is a dream you dream I can let you live it. Take a chance and let me do vhat I do the best, let me take you and clean you up so that you can schine above all the rest! It doesn't really matter vhat they thought of you before, as by the time I am done vith you no pony will ignore!" she continued, raising her hoof up into the air in a dramatic fashion, "Now Nifalia, if you could be as so kind as so use your talents to change your appearances to suit each change of outfit you can wear? Excellent!"

Lyra's eyes watered up after she heard what Bolt said as her head hung low.

When the dress was put on, she was looking at it carefully
"Th dress I'm wearing probably is worth more than my house." She commented as she looked at Niv. "Nivalia you look great."