lights. camera.
Tuesday night my friend, Scott Johnson, called me up and wanted to do a shoot. I'm not a model. Not at all. So far from. I'm out of shape. Short. The list could go on. But anyway, I liked the idea of having a handful of flattering, professionally done, and neat photos of myself so I said sure. His assistant, Sonja (who's a sweetheart), came and picked me up and we raided my closet for possibilities. Ended up getting over to Scott's pretty late but was able to grab a few decent pictures (from what I saw).
The next day we were at it again. Started around 11:30. Hair and make-up took 2 hours atleast and that was ridiculous. Most of time was used so that Sonja and Scott could work up a way to hide my incorrigible part. Then Scott taught himself right there in front of me how to perfect my make-up using a Kevin Aucoin book.
Then standing and moving around for about four hours in really uncomfortable heels that I bought a few months back. The kind of shoes you get because they were delightful to the eye but soon found out later they weren't as delightful to wear for more than an hour (if that).
I didn't get to see the pictures from the second day and am most excited to see those ones because of the amount of work that went into shooting. I've never done a serious shoot like that before with all the different equipment and lights and....yeah. Not that it was even SERIOUS...but...you know what I mean.
I guess I gained a sort of understanding towards those whose job title is 'model'. It really is work. I was exhausted at the end of the day. Absolutely exhausted. Of course, I also hadn't eaten hardly anything in two days to avoid bloating but still....wow. I could understand the wages of a model becoming a glamorous thing but other then that it's really not so glamorous. It's just like any other job and I never used to see it that way. I still think a majority of those people out there who model are incredibly vain and annoying but whatever. I give them a little more respect when it comes to their chosen profession. It's just a job...like any other.
So that was good. A day that took my mind elsewhere. I need more of those days.
Tanya and Aaron left with the three eldest kids to San Jose till Sunday. I have been left with the four, two, and one year old. Interesting. I'm dreading waking up to a crying baby at six tomorrow morning. I'm not dreading the fact that my next paycheck is going to be through the roof. It will be the largest paycheck I have ever received in my life. Little steps towards getting a damn car!
I'll be posting some pictures from the shoot in a "blog" (I EFFING HATE THAT WORD!!) soon hopefully. We'll see. I'll be excited to share them. Hopefully there are some good ones...
The next day we were at it again. Started around 11:30. Hair and make-up took 2 hours atleast and that was ridiculous. Most of time was used so that Sonja and Scott could work up a way to hide my incorrigible part. Then Scott taught himself right there in front of me how to perfect my make-up using a Kevin Aucoin book.
Then standing and moving around for about four hours in really uncomfortable heels that I bought a few months back. The kind of shoes you get because they were delightful to the eye but soon found out later they weren't as delightful to wear for more than an hour (if that).
I didn't get to see the pictures from the second day and am most excited to see those ones because of the amount of work that went into shooting. I've never done a serious shoot like that before with all the different equipment and lights and....yeah. Not that it was even SERIOUS...but...you know what I mean.
I guess I gained a sort of understanding towards those whose job title is 'model'. It really is work. I was exhausted at the end of the day. Absolutely exhausted. Of course, I also hadn't eaten hardly anything in two days to avoid bloating but still....wow. I could understand the wages of a model becoming a glamorous thing but other then that it's really not so glamorous. It's just like any other job and I never used to see it that way. I still think a majority of those people out there who model are incredibly vain and annoying but whatever. I give them a little more respect when it comes to their chosen profession. It's just a job...like any other.
So that was good. A day that took my mind elsewhere. I need more of those days.
Tanya and Aaron left with the three eldest kids to San Jose till Sunday. I have been left with the four, two, and one year old. Interesting. I'm dreading waking up to a crying baby at six tomorrow morning. I'm not dreading the fact that my next paycheck is going to be through the roof. It will be the largest paycheck I have ever received in my life. Little steps towards getting a damn car!
I'll be posting some pictures from the shoot in a "blog" (I EFFING HATE THAT WORD!!) soon hopefully. We'll see. I'll be excited to share them. Hopefully there are some good ones...