skateboard rock meets sexy in SNEEZE

Yesterday I was once again transported to the beautiful world of fashion photography. My first time being on set for the entire shoot, true, but I had my taste at Glamour. The scene was Ace Hotel in midtown...fabulously fresh fashion-crowd-oriented hotel. Literally, they aim to please and usher in the fashion crowd. I was contacted by a former fashion assistant at Glam via email. She's freelancing and in need of a part time intern and when she asked, I had no hesitations. I knew this was something i needed to be a part of- being productive, please note, is the core of my existence. If i dont feel productive, I don't feel good. In hopes of feeling good and getting out there (showing my face, networking, etc), I showed up half an hour early with Barbara Bui shoes in hand. I stopped down to Soho to pick up sexy heel options for the otherwise skateboard/rock/edgy shoot. I arrived first (gold star for me), then the stylist, then the model (wow! on time!), followed by hair and make-up and last but not least the photographer. i'm sorry, the SEXY, FRENCH photographer. I don't know what it is about them lately, but the white boys have gotten trashier, fashiony-er and ZEXIER than I last remember...hot! he had a beanie, scruffy blonde beard, tattoo sleeve (singular, one arm), skinny (slightly sagging) jeans and dark grey dunks with a light blue button down (sleeves carelessly rolled up, of course). gorge! He was complete with the french accent that at times is simultaneously impossible to understand and incredibly awesome. we were given a huge corner room (looks like a place nate berkus would stay at if he were visiting), but ended up shooting downstairs in the basement. It was PERFECT- dark, grungy, sexy, beautiful, and super playful. There were old speakers, fridges (think Happy Days fridges), retro couches and wooden chairs etc. the model was beyond gorgeous. slim, at least 6 feet tall: hello LEGS for days, thats where the saying came from! I think she was part chinese or japanese, just oozing beauty from her light brown eyes to her suuuuper thick amazing long hair. One would think I'd have spent the day miserable and jealous, but in fact I just admired (another gold star for me) and wondered what the world looked like from way up there. Must be nice to go to work and have hair and make up done then get photographed in thousand dollar heels all day. At the end of the day, however short and curvy I might be, I was just happy to go EAT. Lovely girl, great attitude but damn its gotta suck to not eat! She said she was self conscious about her ass (umm, what ass?), I joked with the photographer after she left: where does that leave the rest of us?? I was sent up and down the elevator to retrieve forgotten vests, blazers, heels, waters, diet cokes, and peanut m&ms but at the end of the day it felt good to be useful and a working part of a fashion spread. The magazine, by the way, is called Sneeze and its a hybrid magazine/newspaper in that there is no binding, the pages are just folded together. Pretty neat actually, I loved the concept (www.sneezemag.com). Very cool shoot, I can't wait for the next...