It feels like Christmas today! Not in the waking up expecting to open presents by the tree, but the anticipation and excitement factor is in the air for me. I have not been this enthusiastic for a photo shoot in a long time, and the childlike expectations of grandeur are a little unnerving. Maybe I should play it safe and not have expectations going into this shoot, then I can be pleasantly surprised when I see the photos and finished product, and go ‘Ahh, I helped to create that!’
I am particularly excited about a faux fur 1960’s style bolero jacket I found for the wardrobe. It’s luxuriously soft, and I want to pet it every time I see it. It’s like one of my cats, and I think that makes me like it even more (I’m sort of huge cat fan). I desperately want to keep it after the shoot, but where on earth, and when am I ever going to wear a little taupe faux fur bolero? Not to work at the salon, I would ruin that beautiful little jacket with my first cut and color. I don’t go out anywhere fancy, or warranting a little faux fur anything, so that’s out too. I know many people have no problem with extravagance, and would gladly will their closets with improbable clothes they may never wear, but closet space is at a premium in my apartment, and sadly, such extravagance is not fiscally possible at this time.
I will take a few snapshots of the fur bolero in action and post those later, and I cannot wait to have the final photos to share!
Adieu, mon amies!