Leah Winters- - Aria Carson - Super Dirty Bitches...

Later that night, after the crew had left and the rental was trashed beyond recognition, Leah and Aria sat on the edge of the cold, jello-filled pool. No cameras. No mics. The city glittered below them, indifferent.

The shoot for the “Super Dirty” fall campaign began at 6 a.m. in a $20 million Los Angeles hills rental. Aria, already in full glam, was doing a silent scream into a silk pillow. Leah was chasing a tiny, anxious chihuahua named Garbage around the infinity pool, trying to affix a diamond choker to its neck. Leah Winters- Aria Carson - Super Dirty Bitches...

“He’s not feeling the vibe,” Leah announced, holding the trembling dog like a slippery football. Later that night, after the crew had left

“He’s not feeling the $3,000 collar?” Aria deadpanned, not looking up from her mirror. “Relatable.” The city glittered below them, indifferent

Leah looked at her best friend—her business partner, her co-conspirator in this glittering, grimy circus. “Same time tomorrow,” she said. And she meant it.