I walk in at noon and I'm greeted immediately with beautiful girls seated near the door flipping through magazines. I find my hair dresser and get situated myself, but meanwhile I'm watching these tall skinny/lanky-either really pale or baywatch tan girls walk by. All those chicks you see on tumblr, basically. I wanted to shoot myself in the face 'cause here I am literally having to look up to these experienced-dare I say professionals- and there they are looking down on me and the 5'5 scared body I own. I was so intimidated that this one model chick smiled at me, and I just quickly looked away.
Anyone who knows me knows how unpractical it is of me to get weave so my sister was soaking it in.
A few of the makeup artists doing work and shit
Live feed right quick. You can see Lance and his super gay gestures describing things in the back aha... it got realy typical with gay guys being sassy and ordering things around. Confirmed that like 3 out of 4 guys in some sort of Fashion Industry live a homosexual lifestyle. Nothing wrong with that.
Lauren and her finger curls
Her makeup artist
My makeup artist
The Outcome. Look at me now, OH.
In the mist of the shoot ... waiting our turn.
Well. I look like a drag queen, but me and this guy who's name I forgot practicing our Zoolander expressions. Nailed it.
They seemed very pleased with our shots and were surprised I hadn't modeled before. Every thing was legitimate besides us as the models though. I for one am NOT.
Over all it came out really well and it was quite the experience.