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Nobody panic, yes I'm alive. I've just been so busy lately that I hardly have time to breathe. Most of it is work related too. If you think working in beauty is glamorous and easy, you're dead wrong! When you're going home on the subway at 2am from a fashion show you just did in New Jersey and falling asleep on your traincase with a drunken homeless man across from you and full of aches and pains and mystery bruises, then we'll talk about glamour!
It was fucking madness backstage in the dressing room and I saw so much model boob and ass that I'm sure I was living some frat boy's wet dream. And constantly reapplying red lipstick because one of your models is so nervous she keeps eating it off is something else as well. The show went off so well though that it was worth it, and now my network has grown :D Although I kept getting mistaken for one of the models and shoved into weird places and I had to keep flashing my Staff badge so that they'd stop yelling at me to get dressed. I'm so glad the other makeup artist for my line gave me a ride back to the city, because the PATH trains make...no fucking sense.
I hate New Jersey.
My one nice break from work was Friday, where my coworker and one of the Chanel girls and I went to Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum. This was so much fucking fun. Taking pictures with the statues was great on it's own, but the real star was the horror movie section. Why? Because it wasn't wax statues. You had to make your way through a dungeon sort of thing with actors dressed as like Freddy Kreuger and Jason chasing you. It was TERRIFYING. Though I don't know if I was scared by that or more my friends shrieking and dragging me around and freaking me out. But just try to imagine a place that has dark red lighting and blood stains everywhere and you know something is going to happen but you don't know when, and then being chased down a tiny jagged hallway by a huge man with an axe. It was hilarious. We didn't even finish it the right way because the Chanel girl freaked out so much she somehow found a hidden employee exit and dragged us through it and we ended up in a room full of presidents with the host chasing us yelling "YOU WENT THE WRONG WAY!" I'm tempted to bring my boyfriend there because he's so sure of himself and fearless that I want to see how he reacts. :0
Basically, y'all need to visit the wax museum.
Pics of the fashion show and in the wax museum to come later. Now I need to go organize my life!
It was fucking madness backstage in the dressing room and I saw so much model boob and ass that I'm sure I was living some frat boy's wet dream. And constantly reapplying red lipstick because one of your models is so nervous she keeps eating it off is something else as well. The show went off so well though that it was worth it, and now my network has grown :D Although I kept getting mistaken for one of the models and shoved into weird places and I had to keep flashing my Staff badge so that they'd stop yelling at me to get dressed. I'm so glad the other makeup artist for my line gave me a ride back to the city, because the PATH trains make...no fucking sense.
I hate New Jersey.
My one nice break from work was Friday, where my coworker and one of the Chanel girls and I went to Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum. This was so much fucking fun. Taking pictures with the statues was great on it's own, but the real star was the horror movie section. Why? Because it wasn't wax statues. You had to make your way through a dungeon sort of thing with actors dressed as like Freddy Kreuger and Jason chasing you. It was TERRIFYING. Though I don't know if I was scared by that or more my friends shrieking and dragging me around and freaking me out. But just try to imagine a place that has dark red lighting and blood stains everywhere and you know something is going to happen but you don't know when, and then being chased down a tiny jagged hallway by a huge man with an axe. It was hilarious. We didn't even finish it the right way because the Chanel girl freaked out so much she somehow found a hidden employee exit and dragged us through it and we ended up in a room full of presidents with the host chasing us yelling "YOU WENT THE WRONG WAY!" I'm tempted to bring my boyfriend there because he's so sure of himself and fearless that I want to see how he reacts. :0
Basically, y'all need to visit the wax museum.
Pics of the fashion show and in the wax museum to come later. Now I need to go organize my life!