This is the second shoot in the series of photoshoots I did for fashion styling students at LIM College. I think this is the first time I’ve ever worked with models that were under the age of like fourteen. Let alone eleven and five. It was a really fun experience. I think I got to flex my directing muscles (and my ten-things-at-once muscles) a lot during these shoots.
Okay. So. I’m starting to regret getting into this whole National Blogging Month thingy. Because, if you read my site, you know that I can’t stick to one thing. A couple of months ago, I posted an entry about how I wanted to write more on this blog. It was basically a mid-year resolution and I told myself that I’d start writing in my blog like EVERY DAY. I think I didn’t post for like a month after that. I’m not really quite sure what I was thinking when I signed up for this. But, I’m going to STICK TO IT. For the time being at least.
So, right now, I’m sitting on my bed trying to come up with something incredibly witty and clever to tell people. I’ve got nothing. And I have a whole month of this. What a dilemma! After about an hour of just twiddling my thumbs trying to think of a topic for my next blog entry, I’ve decided to just screw it and go with what everybody says one should NEVER EVER write about. What I ate today. (Which, apparently, nobody cares about.)
As I said in my last post, I didn’t really eat anything yesterday. Usually, when I speak or write, my sentences are filled with huge exaggerations, but this time, I’m not stretching the truth. I basically only ate breakfast and after that I had like two apples. That’s it. But for some reason, perhaps it was because I was wired from all the adrenaline, I wasn’t even hungry (or thirsty). This morning, I woke up with what was probably the only hangover you can get from not actually drinking anything. I was starving and had a pounding headache. I had to eat.
Don’t you hate it when you look at your kitchen and visibly, you have way more food than you could possibly eat, but when you’re hungry, there’s suddenly nothing? Well– that’s basically the situation we have over here. I was in a no-carb mood this morning and our kitchen is pretty much made out of starch. I wanted an orange, but the oranges we have in our refrigerator are unfortunately the kind that secretly hate you and don’t want you to ever successfully peel them. And when you end up slicing them open instead, they have about eight million seeds inside of them for you to spit out. No fun. I ended up eating saltines with peanut butter. Yayyyy.
Anyway. This post isn’t really going anywhere. I just needed something to write about for today. Sorry if that was really boring, but I can’t be incredibly brilliant all the time. It gets exhausting.
So. Today was an intense day. But in a good way. I posted a while back about this upcoming photoshoot I had with fashion styling students from LIM college. Basically, my friend Katrina and I were the photographers for six groups of students who were styling their own fashion shoots. That was today.
We started at 9am. I met Katrina and about fifty other people including students and models in the basement of the Media Arts building of our school. We did hair and makeup for about forty-five minutes and then started shooting. I did five consecutive photoshoots and ended at about 5pm. The timing was pretty insane, considering that I was responsible for shooting for four of the groups and each group at roughly four looks each. My photoshoot this past weekend had five looks and it took more than three hours. These kids had about forty-five minutes to an hour to crank out a five-page spread.
I’m pretty excited because considering the time constraints, the photographs turned out phenomenally. I think this is the first photoshoot I’ve ever done in which my sole responsibility was to be the photographer. I had like five stylists with me at each shoot and a professional model. Besides not being able to sit down, pee, or eat the entire day, it was really a blast. Nothing really bad happened besides the Pratt photo department getting pissy with us about basically taking over the entire building. I got so many great shots that it’s going to be difficult to choose which ones to use for the final collections. Katrina and I are planning an all-day photoshopping marathon this Sunday. I have 941 pictures two sort through, so it should be quite the day.
So. It’s National Blog Posting Month. It’s kind of similar to National Novel Writing Month or whatever it’s called except that you post in your blog. Every day. For a month. I’m not exactly sure why I’m interested in doing this. The last time I had more than like four entries a month was probably a year ago. This place has been kind of dead and cobwebby recently. I guess I’m doing it to rejuvenate my blog a little bit. And put some oil on my probably rusting writing skills.
I wasn’t really sure what I was going to talk about for this first post on the first day of National Blog Posting Month. I tried to think about what I’m interested in. What do I want to talk about? What has been on my mind recently? What would other people care about? And then it hit me. Of course! I’ll talk about Britney Spears.
Britney Spears has been occupying most of my thoughts for the past few days, mostly because her new album, Blackout hit stores two days ago. And I really want to buy it. To, you know, “support” her. Now, I know, why on earth would I want to support a woman who probably cares more about a bag of greasy french fries than her own children and has been called a “frequent and habitual drug user” by a judge? My answer for that question is, I don’t know.