New to Los Angeles, Roxanne Donally dresses mannequins at her day job, when she isn’t bombing movie auditions and drawing pictures of her landlady’s cat. Definitely no way to find stardom, or Prince Charming either, for that matter. And then a casual suggestion from a friend catapults Roxanne into an uncertain world. A world where this girl in Hollywood who can’t act, or find a real boyfriend, discovers that high-fashion modeling might be just her thing.
From ROXANNE IN LA LA LAND:“Shiny people fill the crystal ballroom. Women glitter and move through men in a strange slow-motion ballet. Is this a James Bond movie? Am I Roxanne Donally from Castle Rock, Washington? I feel elegant for a second, then I notice the loose strings on my eyelet lace top, and my distressed jeans look dirty and old. And what is my hair doing? I pull and twist it around my neck, just in case. I look at Dave for reassurance. Does he still think I’m cool next to all these diamonds?”