I just realised that I never actually blogged what happened to me on thursday at my photoshoot. For those who don’t want to read the detailed report, it was an interesting day, and produced some very suprising results. I’m not sure I’d do it again, but it was quite cool.
Well, I arrived at waterloo in plenty of time, about 1310, so I decided to have some chips and a drink at Burger King before heading down to get on the tube. It took a little longer than I thought it would to get from oxford circus tuber station to the place, so I arrived a little after 1400. They got me a drink and I filled out a form to say what style I was interested in with my hair and make-up. Then I sat there for… I don’t actually know. I had my phone turned off to both conserve battery power and because I didn’t want to be called there, and they didn’t have any clock in the place. So I probably sat there for about half an hour, maybe lonmger before they did my make up.
The lady who did my make-up was nice. She was freindly and funny and complemented me on my long eyelashes and said I should wear more mascara [:P I don't think so lady]. She gave me a quite natural look with a sort of browny colour on my eyelids beacuse thats what I said I usually do [well I use bronze, but that's just semantics]. Then she put some loose curls in my hair, and put my parting to the side [she said it made me look prettier, and I do agree, it's just my hair has been trained to have a middle parting for so long, that it doesn't stay on the side for very long if I try it]. She also mentioned my hair was quoite static and pit some stuff on to hold it down. When she had finished, I was pretty amazed and she said I looked very sexy 
So, then it was waiting for another hour or so before they cam to get me for my photoshoot. The lady who did that was very proffesional, but seemed very defferential towards me, which I guess I found a little off-putting. But anyway, there where a couple of shots I really didn’t feel comfortable doing [like leaning on walls] and some poses that when they came out where really nice, but at the time where quite uncomfortable. I also think I need to loose weight – my oriental dress doesn’t fit me very well anymore :S
So, when she was done with me and my 3 outfits, it was back upstairs to wait for my photos to be shown to me. I think that part took the longest, it felt like at least 2 hours. After that time, some guy came out and took me to a little booth where we looked at my photos. Some of them where really really cool, and others you could see how uncomfortable I was with the positions. So it has been okay up till that point. Sure I was quite tired from unusual activities and from waiting, but I’d still had a cool day.
Then the guy said ‘Right, well you’ve picked 25 photos you like, and of course you get one free one, but it’s going to cost $1150 for those phots’ and he starts warbling off about credit cards or something and I’m sat there thinking ‘WTF?’. So I told him I couldn’t afford that, and he said could I afford to pay £100 upfront and the rest later? Uh no. How about a monthly instalments? I don’t even earn enough to pay for my rent, so no again. What gets me is that he looked really affronted that I couldn’t spare a mear 100 quid to waste on photos and that I’d wasted his company’s time. He had this card with all the prices on it. For my salary for £200, I could have gotten 5 photos… So anyway he looked at what diposit I’d paied and said, ‘Well I guess I could let you have a second free photo’ and pointed out the two he’d choose and I just nodded and he burned them off onto dvd for me. Then it was very, right, nice to meet you, off you go, bye and I was pretty much kicked out the door in a daze, finally at about 1900.
So I’d spent 5 hours just to get two photos. And I still had about a 2 and a half hour journy back. Fortunatly the guy I sat next to on the train was nice, beacuse I was still feeling quite… delicate and hurt I guess. I only realised after I got on the train, he convinently forgot to get me to get my diposit back too. And then andy wasn’t there to meet me from the train because he didn’t get part of a text I sent asking him to meet me and so I had to walk most of the way home in the dark on my own and so by the time I got home I was a bit bleh.
But yeah, other than the end, it was quite a cool day. And now the pictures [the top one is the one I like best]:
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