The Shoot

So yesterday turned out to be an exceptionally busy day for me. Knew that my daily workload would be a pain (Monday mah) but somehow, things always manage to take a turn for the worst where I work – the photoshoot was pushed forward on very super-duper short notice. I think I'm being taken for granted far too much if you ask me.

*glares at a certain Brand Manager*

You know you're at a full-fledged, hardcore photo studio
when table legs turn out to be dual-purposed tripods. -_-

Took that pic while I was sitting down getting
my face painted and my hair torn out.

You have no idea how much gunk found its way onto my face, man. It's criminal! And barbaric! I think my skin aged 10 years yesterday. =( The make-up artist's name was Ching and her palate was s-c-a-r-y...

So many colours, right!? 96 altogether.

And that's just the half of it.
She's got a whole case of make-up!!!




Crazy. See also know pro already lah.

And goodness, her brushes... also so, so very many! But bit dirty. (Yuckness.) I wondered when she last washed it... while she painted my face. Enjoyed the company of a good many scary thoughts while Ching worked her magic on me. That's the good thing about not having to do your own make-up... you get to daydream! Haha.


And, gosh! The way those hairstylists tug and pull at hair... BUTCHERS! You'd think they derived pleasure from other people's pain and misery or something. Don't see them soft soft, gay gay, okayyy. Pull pull, comb comb also can go botak wan wei!!! Oh, and don't get me started on hairspray. It's cans of tiny hair devils in aerosol form, I tell you. They needed lots and lots of it to keep my hair big and fluffed throughout the shoot.

My permanent curls kinda died already
so I had to get temp ones to last the day.

But... this part of the shoot quite boring lah. I bet
would have fallen asleep if it wasn't my first time.

*grin*

And then... before I knew it, the lights came on.

JENG JENG!

*gulp*

"Pam, come here." "Pam, we're ready for you." "Pam, sit here." Gosh, so many people calling my name, asking me to do things I didn't really wanna do. So much so that I just stopped being a fan of my name for awhile there. Cold feet, sia!!! Walk also leg shake; sit on stool also like can fall off. How to be full-time model lah if liddat!?

*falls off high chair*

Writing for a living may be less fun but it sure is a lot easier than looking good for food on your plate. Went home immediately after the shoot to wipe the gunk off and de-fluff my hair. The modern woman's secret weapon after an intense, make-up heavy photoshoot: Super power make-up remover!

I've been using Lancôme's for eyes and for face.
They both work really well for me. Quite power.
Even waterproof mascara comes off easily.

Last but not least, I tackled my mop of strands I used to call 'hair' whilst standing under a hot, steamy shower. I'm fortunate to have not been cheap with my choice of shampoo all this while. At least I'm pretty sure I got all the toxic gunk out. Lost quite a bit of hair cos of the pulling and tugging, though. =(

Sigh. Botak-ness. So sakit hati lah. To be honest, I'm surprised only so little came off. I thought I'd have shed handfuls by now. Oh, and I woke up with terribly hideous looking kinks in my hair today. -_-

The pics had better turn out good.

p/s: I know that last pic's a tad gross but I had to prove a point. Sorry you had to be at the receiving end of it. =p I wish you long life with lots of hair, okay? Now we're even. *grin*