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that woman. When I was younger, I really wanted to be one of those rock video vixens. Maybe not when I was nine, but when I was in high school. Then the grunge thing happened, Guns and Roses broke up, and where are the video vixens now?”
    â€œCome back to the five and dime, Tawny Kitaen, Tawny Kitaen,” I mused.
    Sheila laughed, then said, “It’s just as well. I’m too tired and have no time. I never thought working for Zodiac would be so involved.”
    â€œSo why did you rip Bob a new asshole because he turned down one fashion show for you?” I asked.
    â€œIt’s the principle of the thing. I love doing runway work. If it was up to me, I’d do as many fashion shows as possible, even though the money sucks compared to what I get from Zodiac. No questions asked. And no complaints, either. I guess it doesn’t matter. I have to think about Josh. I barely have enough time to spend with him as it is. Let alone get married to the poor guy.”
    After dating for over a year, Josh had proposed to Sheila and she’d accepted. However, the proposal came just before Sheila won the position as the Zodiac Girl. Before she knew it, she was swept into a cycle of travel between print shoots, public appearances, interviews, and commercial shoots. Her life became a “Who’s That Girl” media frenzy, and she was rarely at home in Manhattan at the same time as Josh.
    Working as a fashion photographer for many years made Josh sympathetic to Sheila’s job. Although he freelanced occasionally, he was employed by Ultimate Magazine and often worked close to home. After Josh’s proposal, they’d decided to marry in the summer of 1999. It hadn’t happened, and he’d agreed to postpone the wedding a year because of Sheila’s new job. They had both thought that Lillith Parker would want a new face for the Zodiac line after the first year was over.
    They were both wrong. Lillith was drastically opposed to changing anything about how Zodiac was represented to the world. In her opinion, when people thought of Sheila Meyers, they thought of Zodiac. And vice versa. Josh began pressuring Sheila to drop the Zodiac job and help him plan their wedding.
    Since Josh’s main concern was that her job was limiting their time together, Sheila offered a compromise: She would move in with him into an apartment on the Upper West Side. They moved, I lost my roommate, and Sheila continued as the Zodiac Girl, certain she could squeeze in a wedding this year if she planned everything just right.
    â€œHow are the wedding plans going?” I asked.
    â€œJosh wants to get married in June,” she replied.
    â€œWhat do you say?”
    â€œI figure it can happen,” she agreed, opening a PalmPilot and bringing up a calendar on its tiny screen. “There’s a window of three days during the first weekend of June. If I fly into Wisconsin from—where are we shooting Zodiac’s Leo ads?”
    â€œMiami.”
    â€œIf I fly to Wisconsin from Miami on Thursday night, have my shower on Friday, rehearsal and dinner on Saturday, and wedding on Sunday, I should be able to fly back to New York Sunday night to kick off the promotion for Zodiac’s Cancer line after the reception.”
    â€œAnd Josh goes on the honeymoon by himself?” I asked.
    â€œBlaine, you heard my schedule,” Sheila said. “Unless I hire a stand-in for my own wedding, it’s going to be like an Olympic event trying to fit everything into three days. I can’t live my life and also be the Zodiac Girl. It’s not fair to Josh. Or to me, for that matter. I’m going to ask Lillith for some time off.”
    â€œWhat? That’s impossible.”
    â€œI knew I shouldn’t have told you,” Sheila said and frowned.
    â€œSheila, we’re talking about a multimillion-dollar ad campaign. And you’re it. This isn’t a shift at Dairy Queen, sweetie. Unless you