Life is crazy. Usually I get to work with some of the smartest folks on the planet, blowing shit up and putting rockets on bicycles and working manual lathes (look it up) in dingy garages across America. But for the past week, I’ve been traipsing around LA with a posse of models, visiting agencies, shooting in fancy houses, and having serious discussions about the fact that I need to wear base and powder, every day. (This sort of thing never came up in the garages.)
It’s been a refreshing shift. The food’s better, I can actually wear skirts and nice shoes, and it’s always good for the ego to be reminded that although there are much finer people out there than you, you still get to boss them around.
A note to all design whores out there: I discovered this great thing while looking for suitable houses to shoot in. There are tons of people out there who are willing to let you shoot in their DOPE, expensive, pads, if you’re willing to pay a mere $2K a day for the privilege. So if you’re ever in the mood to tour the coolest houses in LA, just pretend you’re a location scout for a TV program. Worked for me.
And a shout-out to my dad, my favorite geek and model.
Geeks and Models Unite!
