I learned some corporate-speak this week and I marvel how the phrase 'managing expectation' aptly proved itself in several applications during my crazy week. 'Managing expectation' can also be loosely translated into 'covering your ass'.
It was Fashion Week in NYC, but I am not involved in the shows at all. My crazy week did not involve running around the city in the bitter cold, fighting for a taxi, getting attitude from some self-important person with a headset & a clipboard and waiting around in the tents for an hour as shows ran late...Thankfully, I get to avoid Fashion Week in winter where tons of idiots wrap themselves in carcasses to go to the shows. I don't disagree with Peta when they pie someone like Anna Wintour, I think actually during the winter- they should throw ice cream cakes so that it stays nice and cold and creamy- vegan ice cream cake of course.
Anyway back to 'managing expection', had shoots going on every single day and it's just never easy casting when there are so many cooks in the kitchen...everyone from marketing to photographer to the design agency. Everyone has an opinion and everyone has their own idea about how the model should look. Long story short, I needed to find models within the budget that I have been given that would appeal to the ten or so cooks involved and I just found myself pre-empting every conversation about models by stating how difficult it was to find great girls for this budget, with great hair and their own hair ( many of them have extensions), blah blah blah. I was a broken record and I needed to just stop with the insecurity and do the best that I can .
The week went perfectly fine and what I learned was that I should manage my own expectations and not be so hard on myself. All the shoots turned out beautifully and I had to remind myself that I am good at what I do and that I can deliver.
Here's a pic of one of the gorgeous girls that I booked with her own gorgeous hair. Ah yes, we should all have three people working on our hair at the same time and we should always have that dramatic light...and be blessed with some serious cheekbones.
On a more fun note, Brutus came to visit one of the shoots. He's the stylist's bulldog. This is what he thought of the casting & shoot & managing expectation- zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzsnorezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz........At some point during the week, I also realized that I had not blogged at all and I had started off my blog life thinking that I would blog at least every couple of days. Well, let's manage that expectation immediately and shoot for posting twice a week, so now I feel like I've accomplished something instead of feeling badly about not blogging this week at all...
To start a glorious Saturday, after a hard week of work- one deserves a delicious breakfast of scrambled tofu, crispy tempeh bacon, a piece of whipped earth balance slathered baguette & some orange juice.After I polished that off, I am ready to conquer cleaning, organizing my tax stuff & trying to clip those talons that are otherwise known as Booboo's nails...yes, her nails are so long that they are ready to be airbrushed and have those little rhinestones glued to them. Yes, a fun weekend ahead...