Dec 13 2004
The Not So Glamorous Assistant
The Not So Glamorous Assistant
The fabulous K, she of the evilly delicious chocolate martinis, somehow convinced me to accompany her to the depths of the country to be her assistant at an outdoor photo shoot. She must have caught me in a moment of extreme weakness or have powers of persuasion so superhuman that she could solve that pesky Middle East problem while refreshing her lip gloss, because:
1. I had to leave the house at 7:15 AM. That means morning, you know (theoretically – the sun very wisely and enviably still had its head under the covers at that ungodly hour). Yikes!
2. Being a photographer’s assistant is not the same as being, say, a magician’s. There are no sequins or outsize feathers involved. Damn!
3. The country: It’s another name for Nature, and you know how much I love that. It consists mostly of fields of nothing, also mud and lots of it. My poor little boots!
3. The outdoors is shockingly over-ventilated, rendering me a temporary Suzy-sicle. The shoot was for the cover of a magazine and involved a particularly handsome, yet recalcitrant dog who paid no attention whatsoever to my stage directions, even when I tried to lure him with treats. I hate it when males are immune to my charms.
On the other hand, there was a puppy of possibly illegal cuteness, with the result that my coat is now covered in puppy slobber and dog hair, but it was completely worth it.
PS: You decide which is weirder:
1. The fact that the dogs’ owner names them all after hotels; or
2. The fact that he thinks it’s really cool and kept telling us about it. Frequently.
7 Responses to “The Not So Glamorous Assistant”
I think Astoria would make a lovely dog name. Waldorf, not so much. Must remember that when we get another dog. As for photog assistants; there’s a reason they don’t dress oh-so-glamourously although sequins would be funny. However, the outfit might bounce back the flash.
Mike
Wheee puppy! *runs up arms outstretched with goofy grin on face, which disappears promptly on discovery puppy is no more than a beautiful dream* Sounds like a fun day out, dog slobber, enthusiastic dog owners and mud considered. 🙂
alright, the hotel names are semi-strange. however, telling you about it over and over and over again is just plain bizarre. weirdness.
I’m glad you made it through your day outdoors – have you rewarded yourself yet? I would think a day like that would merit a brand new something!
I actually think Waldorf would make a rockin’ dog name – for a big oversized goofy kind of dog, but if it were named Hilton or Marriott – not so cool.
I agree with aim that it’s much weirder that he was so inordinately proud of it, it’s not like he named them after some thing cool like a Mayan city-state or a Mexican revolutionary!
Well, he had one named HoJo. ‘Nuff said!
Oh dear, was the other Motel 6?
The next outdoor shoot is going to be at a fabulous country estate. I promise!
::coughs::