Sneak Peek - The Amazing Miss V.

I had an amazing time this past Saturday photographing the lovely Miss V. The day didn't start off quite how I imagined it as I was pulled over before evening arriving at Union Station for speeding. But, the shoot was incredible...except of course for the guard at Union Station getting on Kim (Miss V's mom) for the suitcase we left in the bathroom so that she could manage all her various changes in cloths. Apparently, Union Station is as high security as the nearest airport and the guard threatened not only to kick us out but to call DPD (Denver Police Department...he had to clarify as we had no clue). Needless to say we carted the suitcase around for the rest of the shoot. But, my gosh can this girl pose. She was a fantastic model. I was super impressed. I honestly have a fantastic time - even with all the initial mayhem. Then, what to my wandering eye should appear, not a tiny sleigh with eight tiny reindeer but a nasty yellow parking ticket inserted in the edge of my door. Not because my meter ran out (I still had 10 minutes to go) but because on Tim's car he didn't have a front license plate! Can you believe the time this cop must have had on his/her hands to give out a ridiculous $30 ticket for a missing license plate - the match of which I DID HAVE pasted on the back of the car. I swear. What a day! But, even still - looking at the pictures now...it was totally worth it!

So, Kim and Miss V - Enjoy!

Point of the Photography Fair...

to meet other photographers apparently. I met a total of 3 people interested in senior portraits. That was nice. But, it was also disappointing as there were only 3 people. But, what can you do? But, I did get a chance to rub shoulders with some great photographers in the area.

So, I have to laugh at myself. You have to when you completely embarrass yourself. By the end of the evening when everyone was packing up and leaving, it was looking ominously like rain. Great. I brought my Mac for a slideshow and here I was about to ruin it by getting it rained on. So, I booked it out to my car and pulled it around so I could get it in quickly before we were pelted with rain. I managed to get it in, but doing it in heels was no small task. So, I took them off and went back in for my framed prints. As I was going, another photographer - Todd from PhotoGraphics hollered at me wondering where my shoes had disappeared to. I turned around to explain that I couldn't run in them and as I turned back around to jog in, I FACE PLANTED WITH AN ENORMOUSLY LARGE AND STIFF POLE!! Not kidding. You see it on Funniest Home Videos, but here I was in real life eyebrow to cold steel with a pole. Not fun. Actually it was hilarious. I fell on the ground not out of pain, but laughing hysterically. The other photographers came over to see if I survived my attack with the no armed man, but, I felt like an idiot. I managed to run inside, after picking myself up, and didn't notice that I sliced my toe quite well with the pavement until I found i had left a trail of blood along the hall of the high school. Now for those of you saying, EW, what a nasty girl. Believe me, I agree. I NEVER go without shoes, I have very sensitive feet. Plus, I don't like dirty feet. I think it's really gross. So, I don't voluntarily go trapsing around without shoes, let alone running barefoot through a high school leaving a trail of blood in my path. Yuck. I managed to get to the library where my frames were and found a bathroom where I mercilously wiped my toe, hoping to make the blood stop flowing so freely. I asked if anyone had a bandaid - hoping not to draw attention to myself by the toilet paper/gauze wrapped toe. Again, not flattering in any way. Someone did have one, but it ended up in her office (where it stayed since she never left to go grab it for me...?) Looking at myself in the mirror, I could tell that my temple over my right eye had grown about an inch further from my head than normal and it's shade was changing to various hues of blue & green. You know - the UGLY bruises...

But, the nicest part was to see the photographers/employees of PhotoGraphics came back in to help me out. I wondered why they came back as I didn't see any of their stuff that they might have come back for. Oh no, they were worried about my ability to walk in a straight line without colliding with other stationary objects. I wanted to cry for gratitude for the nice people of the world. You meet a couple that you just stop and say to yourself that you hope when you find yourself in a situation similar to the one they found themselves in (now...let's be honest, the likelihood of some ridiculous chic running face first into a pole...doubtful. :)) ~ I hope to be as thoughtful as they were...so THANK YOU GUYS!

When I came home and explained the whole story to Tim...yeah, I knew the reaction I would get before the words even left my lips ~ You are Kidding me! You dumb dumb (with a lot of affection included though :)) He's not heartless, on the contrary ~ it's just that this kind of dumb stuff seems to follow my around like a lost puppy. He was just pointing out the obvious. So, here are some pictures of the brutal battle field of my face :) Enjoy.

Moral of the story. Look before you turn to go. If there is a pole...STOP! You will not win.