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I am exhausted.
I am also HAPPY!
Yesterday went swimmingly!
If January 23rd was an astonishingly awesome day, so-to has been February 7th. :-D
Idioglossia came over just before noon. She moved furniture (I futzed around in the kitchen, putting chocolate-ginger-pumpkin bread in the oven), we went out to the Yang Sheng and she got us take-out noodles and chicken and shrimp and such-like. :-)
After eating (and feeling much better all around), we started shooting.
By-which I mean playing.
See, I LOVE playing dress-up. It was one of my favourite games when I was a kid.
And this was basically playing dress-up.
This was getting out every piece of jewelery that I own and piling it in a heap that took up most of my coffee table (well, once it was spread out) and having my hands and feet and face and sternum and shoulderblade written on with marker that smelled like toasted marshmallow. It was getting makeup put on my feet, and playing games with light and shadow (I quite enjoy "find the interesting contour" and will have to try it with a bare bulb and a mirror again some time).
I really like working with Idioglossia. She knows the kind of images she's going for, and actually has a plan when she shows up to a shoot. And she's cool with colaboration, and if she wants something specific, she'll actually SAY SO, and she shows me tricks and stuff (like the purpose of hideously pale, glossy "lipstick" -- now I know!) and I actually *learn stuff* when I'm working with her!
This is why I love this job. This is why I would love to do this stuff (and get paid for it! Whee!) often enough to make (some of) my living at it. Because it's FUN and I ENJOY IT!
WHEE! :-D
Anyway. After the photoshoot (which finished up a little after 8pm -- not bad. $100 for eight hours of work. That's better than my rate of pay at DND, and the job is more fun, too!) I dolled myself up and headed over to Commodorified's place for a wonderful, wonderful party.
There was singing.
There was a poetry competition of sorts between Torrain (who I was desperately happy to see, as I don't think I've actually laid eyes on her since, like, May) and Commodorified -- basically who runs out of lines first combined with who cracks up first -- filthy limerics vs lined from the Gashlycrumb Tinies. (WHEE!)
There was icewine and chocolat and very spiffy cheeses and port and/or madiera (I can't spell) and limes squares and candied nuts and maple whisky and meade and chocolate cake and baguettes and garlicy goo.
There was wonderful, chatty conversation with various wonderful, chatty people!
I feel fucking fantastic after that! :-D (Seriously! I was so tired after the shoot that I was starting to crash -- sorry Idioglossia -- but I got in the door of this party and I was re-energized (still tired, but no-longer frazzled, so to speak) within aproximately two minutes. Possibly less. How awesome is that???)
Also, I now have blue toenails that will be getting bluer in a few minutes (first coat has to dry).
Plans for the day:
Laundry
Brunch with the Slashers (if I'm very lucky, I may get away with a pair of jeans from this outing)
Phone Sara
Photography fun (followed by dinner) with Terry et al chez Raynedaze
Fall into bed, exsausted but still happy, remembering to set the alarm for work tomorrow.
:-D
This should be a good day. :-)
In other news: I can't find my blasted foundation. This is a problem. Idioglossia, it didn't randomly end up in your makeup kit, did it? (Unlikely, but I figured I'd ask).
[EDIT: Found it. I'd gone and put it "back" into my purse, along with my lipbalm. Ahahahaha. Silly me. ;-) /EDIT]
Off to brunch now! :-D
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-D
I am also HAPPY!
Yesterday went swimmingly!
If January 23rd was an astonishingly awesome day, so-to has been February 7th. :-D
Idioglossia came over just before noon. She moved furniture (I futzed around in the kitchen, putting chocolate-ginger-pumpkin bread in the oven), we went out to the Yang Sheng and she got us take-out noodles and chicken and shrimp and such-like. :-)
After eating (and feeling much better all around), we started shooting.
By-which I mean playing.
See, I LOVE playing dress-up. It was one of my favourite games when I was a kid.
And this was basically playing dress-up.
This was getting out every piece of jewelery that I own and piling it in a heap that took up most of my coffee table (well, once it was spread out) and having my hands and feet and face and sternum and shoulderblade written on with marker that smelled like toasted marshmallow. It was getting makeup put on my feet, and playing games with light and shadow (I quite enjoy "find the interesting contour" and will have to try it with a bare bulb and a mirror again some time).
I really like working with Idioglossia. She knows the kind of images she's going for, and actually has a plan when she shows up to a shoot. And she's cool with colaboration, and if she wants something specific, she'll actually SAY SO, and she shows me tricks and stuff (like the purpose of hideously pale, glossy "lipstick" -- now I know!) and I actually *learn stuff* when I'm working with her!
This is why I love this job. This is why I would love to do this stuff (and get paid for it! Whee!) often enough to make (some of) my living at it. Because it's FUN and I ENJOY IT!
WHEE! :-D
Anyway. After the photoshoot (which finished up a little after 8pm -- not bad. $100 for eight hours of work. That's better than my rate of pay at DND, and the job is more fun, too!) I dolled myself up and headed over to Commodorified's place for a wonderful, wonderful party.
There was singing.
There was a poetry competition of sorts between Torrain (who I was desperately happy to see, as I don't think I've actually laid eyes on her since, like, May) and Commodorified -- basically who runs out of lines first combined with who cracks up first -- filthy limerics vs lined from the Gashlycrumb Tinies. (WHEE!)
There was icewine and chocolat and very spiffy cheeses and port and/or madiera (I can't spell) and limes squares and candied nuts and maple whisky and meade and chocolate cake and baguettes and garlicy goo.
There was wonderful, chatty conversation with various wonderful, chatty people!
I feel fucking fantastic after that! :-D (Seriously! I was so tired after the shoot that I was starting to crash -- sorry Idioglossia -- but I got in the door of this party and I was re-energized (still tired, but no-longer frazzled, so to speak) within aproximately two minutes. Possibly less. How awesome is that???)
Also, I now have blue toenails that will be getting bluer in a few minutes (first coat has to dry).
Plans for the day:
Laundry
Brunch with the Slashers (if I'm very lucky, I may get away with a pair of jeans from this outing)
Phone Sara
Photography fun (followed by dinner) with Terry et al chez Raynedaze
Fall into bed, exsausted but still happy, remembering to set the alarm for work tomorrow.
:-D
This should be a good day. :-)
In other news: I can't find my blasted foundation. This is a problem. Idioglossia, it didn't randomly end up in your makeup kit, did it? (Unlikely, but I figured I'd ask).
[EDIT: Found it. I'd gone and put it "back" into my purse, along with my lipbalm. Ahahahaha. Silly me. ;-) /EDIT]
Off to brunch now! :-D
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-D
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