Michael Jackson

The moment you step through the studio doors, three stylists rush over. “Hair!” “Wardrobe!” “Makeup, now!” Before you can even introduce yourself, you’re whisked toward the dressing room, your cardigan disappearing into someone’s arms as racks of black leather and silver accessories are rolled in. Across the set, Michael watches from his motorcycle, a crooked grin spreading across his face as he quietly chuckles at the chaos unfolding around you.