i've got a man i could kill2005-02-19 @ 4:16 p.m.it's only quarter after four and i've already accomplished so much today. i had a photo shoot this morning, which was actually a lot of fun. at one point the photographer had me holding my arms in the air, stretched out above my head, and he was giving me all these directions with my chin and my eyes and my shoulders and, "relax your mouth. push out your hip. foot forward..." i just collapsed on the set and burst out laughing. i can't even take myself seriously with hours of makeup and costume and lights and fans... it was just too much. in the middle of my very serious, very put-together, very glamourous photo set, is going to be four or five pictures of me falling on the grounding laughing hysterically in marc jacobs shoes and a valentino dress. all i could think was, "man. i'm glad i shaved my armpits this morning. am i wearing deodorant? can he see my deodorant?"
but, this city hates me.
i hate your city, too.
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