30 September 2010

A Model for 5 Minutes

I can't believe I almost forget to mention my little modeling stint at Barneys last month with Shipley & Halmos.  By "modeling stint" I meant that I was fortunate enough to find out about their model call via Seattle Met Magazine's blog Wear What When.Turns out that designers Sam Shipley and Jeff Halmos were in the midst of a road trip across America compiling photos for a book they're making titled "We're An American ______." The book is due out in December, I think.

After work, I headed over to Barneys, but not before sprucing myself up a little bit (nothing like a photo shoot after a long day of working hard and sweating, right?). The "models" were asked to fill out a little fill-in-the-blank questionnaire that included the question, "What's your favorite bone?" Being the cheeky girl I am I wanted to write, "My funny one." But alas, self-conscientiousness got the best of me, so I wrote "hip" instead. Looking back, I think I should have stuck with my first answer. sigh. Oh well.  I got my chance in front of the camera for a few minutes while Sam snapped a few photos of me and chatted me up. I tried to look as cool-but-nonchalant-cute-but-not-trying-too-hard as much as possible. I'm crossing my fingers that I'm one of the lucky few who get to be featured in the book. Although, I was informed ALL photos would be put up on their Facebook page before the book came out. Yes! For our "hard work" all the models were rewarded with Smart Water and fluffy yummy cupcakes. I also spotted Cam from Needle + Thread and bravely introduced myself to her and told her that I really enjoyed her blog. She was quite nice and answered a few questions I had about being burgeoning blogger. I also spotted Seattle Met Magazine fashion editor Laura Cassidy at the event too. Unfortunately, I was not brave enough to approach her. I'm still a bit of a wallflower when it comes to mingling with big fashion gurus randomly. But if I want to work in the industry I need to get over it, right? Hey, if I managed to get myself in front of a camera and put some of my old Barbizon Modeling School skills to some use, I could have managed to talk to a local Seattle fashion celebrity. Next time!

*Photos taken with my phone camera. So please excuse the blurriness.

The "photobooth." 


Laura Cassidy's photo session. Didn't want to get too close and seem like some kind of fashion stalker. haha.






26 September 2010

No Matter The Weather You Can Still Treat Your Feet

Summer may officially be over according to the calendar, but the weather seems to be holding up quite well in many places. Where I live there have been quite a few pleasantly warm days even though September is nearly over. This in turn means a few more days of sandal-wearing fun. However, I've learned the hard way that if you're going to wear open-toed shoes you better make sure your toes are ready to be displayed.

I'll be the first to admit that I'm not much a mani/pedi-kind of girl. I mean, I love getting them when time (and money) permits but I usually neglect my nails until I happen to glance at my hands or feet more closesly and gasp in horror. For instance one day, well into sandal-season, I happened to glance down at my feet and noticed they were, for lack of a better term, "jacked up." They were in serious need of makeover if they were going to ever see the light of day in public. So I hauled myself over to the nearest nail place and sheepishly asked for a pedicure. I'm always fascinated by nail people so while my backside was being massaged by the salon's robot chair I was sitting in, I watch as my nail lady meticulously made over my ragged looking feet. A hour later, my shame was washed, buffed, and filed away and my little piggies were looking pretty. Added BONUS: I found a pair of jeweled-starfish Miss Trish sandals on clearance for $12 next door at Target shortly after. Boo-yah!

Notice the flower detailing on the big toes? I've seen this on others but never tried it myself. Turned out quite nice, no?

Absolutely love the jeweled starfish and pearl! Like wearing jewelry, but on my feet.