The rigors of model-dom
Subtitled: I don’t get out of bed for less than $10,000 a day.
Or, er, yeah I do.
I actually get out bed at 6:00 in the ayem (grunt) to PAY someone to be personal paparazzi for me and The Good Man.
Today was our engagement photo day. Part of the package deal we got with our wedding photos.
Well all righty, then.
I was terribly nervous and not terribly prepared. Yesterday I realized that my nails and toes were a MESS and we had dinner out with friends last evening. Time just ran out.
So…I had a “special” offsite meeting at work and at least got that cleaned up.
I agonized over what to wear. So did TGM. We’re both awfully independent cusses, so really, we didn’t consult with each other much on color or style. And yet, we intuitively ended up blending together just right (we’re all pycho psychic that way).
I wore a purple patterned dress with some fun red shoes. TGM wore a blue button down, nice jeans and his new leather blazer (he looked hoooooooot).
We trudged up to San Francisco for a variety of locations for the shoot.
It was kind of a crazy day, one of those oddball times where nothing seems to come together and then yet it did. Our photographer forgot her camera battery, so right away off we went to obtain a new one…until she remembered she had a spare “emergency” one tucked in her bag. She was terribly embarrassed but need not have been. We ALL do stuff like that…
Later I got dive bombed by a little blackbird in the park that I guess wanted some hair for it’s lnest because it tugged out a few strands and *freaked* me OUT.
All weird sh*t aside, once we got going, it all came together. Our photographer is really great and super creative and very professional.
Who knows if the pictures all came out ok or if TGM and I just ended up looking dyspeptic in all the shots. Could go either way.
But at least TGM and I had some fun ideas for locations. Our photog says she gets a little tired of all the same locations in SF. Baker Beach (with the Golden Gate in the background…you’ve seen this photo…over and over and over), Palace of Fine Art (a MAJOR wedding photo location…just, ugh) and hanging off a trolley car (uh…no).
Instead we picked Nob Hill, North Beach and AT&T Park.
We have a few weeks for the photographer to get up uploaded so we can see how they all came out.
But for today. Whoosh, am I tired. I mean, really tired. How can posing and smiling big cheese and kissing my handsome man wear me out so much?
But it did.
Ah well, this is the next milestone in our journey toward getting hitched. Just over 70 days remain.
Ba-KAH!
