TALL bamboo trees. Tall plastic bamboo trees, fake grass, sawdust for sand and styrofoam hedges—the paraphernalia of a make-believe forest. Across the tops of the fabricated foliage, there’s a thick shroud of man-made fog, efficiently produced by a mobile pot of burning frankincense. The cameras on the set of the jewellery shoot are trained on a woman taking baby steps through the affected scene. It’s Sushmita Sen, in a black gothic-inspired corset and lehenga, her usually straight tresses plumped by curly extensions. But the story isn’t about the film star. It’s about the woman quietly waiting for Sen to finish walking through the faux forest so she can give her shot, collect the money and get out. It’s about 25-year-old Jasmine Dawda, one of Mumbai’s foremost hand models. Dawda’s been waiting her turn inside a crammed make-up room since 9 am (five hours ago). She’s already read more than half of her Barbara Taylor Bradford and the Kenstar cooler’s running close to dry.