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batskeetsSo, yes, the fitting I mentioned on Monday? It was for a wedding dress.
...no, it's nothing like that. ;) It was for a TV commercial for this fancy-schmancy bridal shop here in Portland. I'd answered the ad largely because they were actually looking for girls with my measurements, and that? Is a rare occurrence. It's always "Size 0-4" for fashion stuff, but they apparently like curves in the bridal industry. I guess the commercial will start airing on the CW affiliate up here in a few weeks, so maybe y'all will see me doing the ol' pageant-style spin in a poofy white dress with even poofier hair.
Seriously. The long-haired chicks got your standard curled updos, and I got teased-up CMA Awards hair. ::rotfl:: The makeup was also very heavy and kind of orange. There was chatter about pageants, and how Miss USA/America/whatever fell on her ass in her evening gown, so I didn't have much to contribute to the discussion, but all the production staff folks were nice people.
The models were, uh, interesting. One of them was actually a woman I'd met before--she was the only person who made Real Food for the "potluck" at the fashion show last summer--and she was actually down-to-earth and nice, so it was good running into her again. The second one was one of those chattery, beauty-obsessed mom types who's always getting her nails done or something. The last one was a probably-early-20's chick who complained about how droopy/uneven her lips were getting after having a lip injection a few days ago. I kind of wanted to laugh about that one, heh. (I didn't) I tend to forget that, as irksome as stereotypes generally are, some of them *do* exist for a reason, heh.
Anyhoo, I was the first one to get out of makeup and wardrobe, so I filmed first. There was a lot of walking up and down the hallway in the fancy hotel we were at, smiling, and LOTS of spinning. That's not tough in normal fashionwear, but when you're encased in crinoline and dragging a train around behind you? Weeelll, not so much. I did fine, and everything, but you get really paranoid when you're suddenly wearing OMGEXPENSIVE things and are expected to move and do stuff while you're *in* those things.
Anyway, I talked on the phone with my daddy-o after I got home, and was pretty wiped out after that. I got a packet in the mail this morning about The (new) Job, and whoa, phat bennies. Dad was actually a bit skeptical that I was right about the number of vacation days I told him I was getting, but there it was today, in black-and-white. I also get a free Tri-Met pass, so I can bike and MAX to my heart's content. I'm feeling pretty fortunate right now!
I got a lot done yesterday, on paid work and my own stuff. My portfolio is going to be hellarad when I'm done updating it. Hella. Hella. Hella.
That's all!
...no, it's nothing like that. ;) It was for a TV commercial for this fancy-schmancy bridal shop here in Portland. I'd answered the ad largely because they were actually looking for girls with my measurements, and that? Is a rare occurrence. It's always "Size 0-4" for fashion stuff, but they apparently like curves in the bridal industry. I guess the commercial will start airing on the CW affiliate up here in a few weeks, so maybe y'all will see me doing the ol' pageant-style spin in a poofy white dress with even poofier hair.
Seriously. The long-haired chicks got your standard curled updos, and I got teased-up CMA Awards hair. ::rotfl:: The makeup was also very heavy and kind of orange. There was chatter about pageants, and how Miss USA/America/whatever fell on her ass in her evening gown, so I didn't have much to contribute to the discussion, but all the production staff folks were nice people.
The models were, uh, interesting. One of them was actually a woman I'd met before--she was the only person who made Real Food for the "potluck" at the fashion show last summer--and she was actually down-to-earth and nice, so it was good running into her again. The second one was one of those chattery, beauty-obsessed mom types who's always getting her nails done or something. The last one was a probably-early-20's chick who complained about how droopy/uneven her lips were getting after having a lip injection a few days ago. I kind of wanted to laugh about that one, heh. (I didn't) I tend to forget that, as irksome as stereotypes generally are, some of them *do* exist for a reason, heh.
Anyhoo, I was the first one to get out of makeup and wardrobe, so I filmed first. There was a lot of walking up and down the hallway in the fancy hotel we were at, smiling, and LOTS of spinning. That's not tough in normal fashionwear, but when you're encased in crinoline and dragging a train around behind you? Weeelll, not so much. I did fine, and everything, but you get really paranoid when you're suddenly wearing OMGEXPENSIVE things and are expected to move and do stuff while you're *in* those things.
Anyway, I talked on the phone with my daddy-o after I got home, and was pretty wiped out after that. I got a packet in the mail this morning about The (new) Job, and whoa, phat bennies. Dad was actually a bit skeptical that I was right about the number of vacation days I told him I was getting, but there it was today, in black-and-white. I also get a free Tri-Met pass, so I can bike and MAX to my heart's content. I'm feeling pretty fortunate right now!
I got a lot done yesterday, on paid work and my own stuff. My portfolio is going to be hellarad when I'm done updating it. Hella. Hella. Hella.
That's all!
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Date: 2007-05-31 12:20 am (UTC)Enko Site
Date: 2007-05-31 03:58 am (UTC)I was really impressed with the site. It was the only one I've looked at that actually made me jealous enough to want to set one up for myself.
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