Happy Thanksgiving, dear reader. I’m Canadian myself, so I have no real sentiments about the holiday, but I am currently with my parents in Connecticut to eat and drink with our American cousins. I just finished several long days of shooting, so I am very much looking forward to five days free from heavy makeup, teased hair, tights, heels, contact lenses…the oppressive elements of “beauty” that become quite burdensome when doing them every day. Here’s an update in the meantime, while I’m eating turkey.
Remember the other day when I gushed about my awesome casting with Steven Sebring? Well I guess he liked my enthusiasm because we shot together this past Sunday. It was just a spec, but it was the craziest, most innovative spec I’ve ever done (and one which he seems to have plans for–it’s all very hush-hush). It was a very long day, but my favorite shot was the last one we did: six models (four girls, two guys), partially naked, draped in fur, intertwining limbs in some orgiastic fashion statement.
On Monday I shot for Joy Magazine (based out of Germany) with Dirk Bader at the Standard Hotel. It was my first time at the hotel, and I was very excited to witness the space in all of its trendy glory. Call time, however, was 7 am, which was a little too early for me to appreciate the Standard’s postmodern aesthetic. I did enjoy the Stay-Puft marshmallow man’s cameo in the elevator. We shot all the photos in the hotel room, with clear views of the city in the background (the room had floor-to-ceiling windows). Bader remarked that the magazine really insisted on having prominent representations of the city, as New York provides a specific, romantic narrative that appeals to European readers (sort of how American magazines often use Paris as a narrative). The cityscape doesn’t reveal the details of New York life, but it does have the skyscraper visual that isn’t common in European cities.
We finished shooting at 2:30, and then I ran across town to a casting for the Hysteric Glamour campaign, which was being shot the next day by Ellen Von Unwerth. I was a bit nervous (I’m a big fan of hers), but I put on my heels, and when she took my photo I didn’t just stand there like a bug-eyed child, but actually posed and performed. I left the casting feeling pretty good (while I was there, I was the only girl who tried on clothes), and tried to come down from the adrenaline of having met Von Unwerth by posting our meeting to Twitter (I got an account a few days ago to engage in minimal communication with friends back home, and hell, to feel cool). Despite my positive feeling about the casting, I refused to get my hopes up, so I went home and focused on my Crystal Renn post. Two hours later I got a call from my booker telling me I got the job!
But that story is for my next post, because it stands on its own, and I have to start getting ready for my first ever American Thanksgiving. Pumpkin pie is for dessert. YES!