It was 4 am when the adventure began. I got out of bed with crust still in my eyes. Jumped in the shower. Hopped on the train. Caught a bus, and then boarded a plane to San Francisco.
I was there to shoot an editorial with a great photographer. Other than that, I had no idea what was going on or who I'd be working with. I arrived to the studio glossy-eyed and bewildered. Can you blame me? I'd been traveling for nearly 5 hours for goodness sake. I said my hellos and immediately grabbed coffee and a bagel. With every sip of caffeine I started becoming more aware of my surroundings.
Shortly after I arrived, the cast of characters was revealed. There was Ukushu from Russia, Jordan the hairstylist-turned model, Sierra the teenager, and Ivon my fraternal twin from another mother. The first words Ukushu's says to me are "Oh my gosh, it's you! I've seen your face everywhere." And just like that, I'm blushing. It didn't take long for all of us to click. We were exchanging Facebook info and snapping candid pics in a second. Now coordinating our group shot in for the photographer was another story.
We tried our serious model poses. When you're shooting an editorial for a non-fashion magazine, things get a little tricky. We're models, so we've each got our signature faces. Mine is a bit of a blank stare, squinty deer in headlights thing. After some hits and comical misses, we finally got it together. The laughing, smiling look was more our thing. We nailed it!
I can't wait to see the magazine. I promise to share as soon as I get the final images.
Thank you, SF, for being so awesome!
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