Well I decided that since my life is the edited scenes from "Ghost Wolrd" that I should start documenting them somewhere incase I ever sit still long enough to write that book everyone always says I should write. And guess what livejournal... you win.
So in doing hair for so many odd and random jobs that I seem to pick up in and around NYC, I encounter a lot of awesome random people as well as get to see and experience a lot of weird things.
Today's shoot was with an Australian author... she mostly writes books about how to host an amazing cocktail party on a budget, being a single gal, etc. She was really sweet, super quirky, and wanted me to make her look like "Audrey Hepburn on steroids". Done deal.
I had a lot of fun constructing this skyskraper of a hairdo for her, and she wants me to create it in weave format so she can apply it herself for media appearances, etc.
How funny. Today we shot for the cover of her newest book, and she looked adorable.
So today's randomness happened when the photographer had 2 assistants, both 20-something asian guys who were pretty fresh to NY from China. My client had left a few things at her place that we needed to complete the look for the shoot, so the photographer was sending her assistants to retrieve said items from random stores; pink frosted cupcakes,a booze bottle and costume pearl earrings. I was in the middle of aqua-netting (yes, that's a verb) the crap out of the monument I had created on top of this woman's head, when I heard the bizarre cell phone exchange between a grocery clerk at Whole Foods and the photographer. Apparently the super asian assistant just randomly went to wholefoods to try and retrieve the items, and put them on the phone to expedite the process. After I finished with the hair and my client was ready for makeup, I was aksed to go with this guy to try and find the earrings and booze bottle (he did succeed with cupcakes after much interpretation).
So there we were, strolling out of the building on a beautiful Thursday afternoon, me trying to make candid conversation. The superasian guy, who I believe to be named Kyle, was telling me about China, where he lived, how he missed it, how he lived in Flushing, which is pretty much the same thing, yadda yadda. I start asking him about what he used to do in China, and he said he went to music school for vocals, and after much back and forth and hand gesturing and 20 questions, I gathered that he was an opera singer. How cool is that??!! I never really thought much about there being opera in China, I guess the subject just never ever entered my brain but I suppose there is. Then Kyle and I went into TJ Maxx to see if they had any pearl earrings, no luck. What an outter body experience! haha
Then we hailed a cab and went downtown to Claire's, and I kept trying to convince him to hail a cab in his opera voice, which apparently was hillarious to Kyle. He then told me I looked like Madonna, and how in China, the country has a joke that they call Madonna, "McDonald's" and how its really funy. Which I still do not fully understand. Did I mention Kyle was wearing a collared shirt with 2 rows of silver sequins? Because he definitely was.
He also did his Lady Gaga impression for me which was awesome.
We returned to the studio, high-fived, and went back with the goods. After the shoot was over, I asked the photographer if she knew about his opera background, and we all chanted for him to sing some opera for us- and he did! We had been shooting in a basement studio and the acustics were so crazy, it echoed everywhere! He was actually amazing, though it was so loud I couldnt decifer what language he was singing in.
Such a random day, and yet only half worth the 2 1/2 hrs of traffic I sat in to participate in it all.
Since I am now documenting my life, I have to go back to last weekend, when I was doing hair for a Dominican wedding. I swear I am still cleaning the curling iron from that one! So much hair!!!
I always try to strike up some sort of conversation, to be pleasant and just try and make the client feel more comfortable. The third bridesmaid of the morning was like pulling teeth. She mentioned that she had a baby girl, so I decided to try to run with that topic. "Whats the baby's name?" to which she replied... "Najah" pronounced "nausea". Seriously?????
She was inspired by her pregnancy?? "wow thats different".
It was actually super funny because at Thanksgiving, my friend Lynda was telling me about a girl she knew naming her kid "Latrine".
I think Najah and Latrine need a play date asap.
Not to mention, Najah had a cousin, that was definitely half black and half Dominican named Arian. Eh it keeps things interested... but it's too bad these are people and not puppies and every job application that says Latrine for that poor girl's future is going to get a great response.
On a completely unrelated side note, I had a really isnane dream last night that Beetlejuice was trying to get into my mom's house on Halloween, and we were terrified. It was so strange and scary that I woke up sweating and still totally into it.
Hopefully I will remember to keep writing on here, and this wont be hit and run post! if there is anyone else out there in livejournal land that still reads this thing, Im sorry. haha