As Rainbow's unemployment continues, it becomes more and more important to the health and sanity of the individual members to find their own line of work and/or sugar daddy(ies??) to pay the bills.
Jaekyung, the bestest of them all, is a notable example of how to successfully navigate idol unemployment. She has found hosting gigs on semi-popular beauty shows, picked up several thousand hobbies, and generally seems to be enjoying her life outside of the idol world. Not to mention she's still as gorgeous as ever, I would know since I saw her at KCON. *~*
Jisook on the other hand is running into quite the few struggles.
Realizing that there's nothing left for her in this miserable idol world, she literally packed herself into a shopping back and prayed some rich, possibly attractive, hopefully not that old/ugly, preferably young but anyone rich would do even if it means he's a fat and old with a 2 inch penis, guy would pick her off the street and take care of her needs.
While the Hail Mary play isn't exactly the most stable or safe way to get back on her feet, I can see where she's coming from. Look at the desperation in her body language as she prepares to step into the bag. Look at the hopeless resignation in her eyes as she sits out in the hallway of some fancy hotel, waiting for an oppa to literally trip over her. Look at the blind faith in her clenched fist as she lets Jesus take the wheel and drag her away, hopefully to no broke bloke's apartment.
I feel you girl.
Jaekyung, the bestest of them all, is a notable example of how to successfully navigate idol unemployment. She has found hosting gigs on semi-popular beauty shows, picked up several thousand hobbies, and generally seems to be enjoying her life outside of the idol world. Not to mention she's still as gorgeous as ever, I would know since I saw her at KCON. *~*
Jisook on the other hand is running into quite the few struggles.
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| At least she's cute. |
While the Hail Mary play isn't exactly the most stable or safe way to get back on her feet, I can see where she's coming from. Look at the desperation in her body language as she prepares to step into the bag. Look at the hopeless resignation in her eyes as she sits out in the hallway of some fancy hotel, waiting for an oppa to literally trip over her. Look at the blind faith in her clenched fist as she lets Jesus take the wheel and drag her away, hopefully to no broke bloke's apartment.
I feel you girl.