Days Thirty-Eight, Nine and Fourty, Twelve-Oh-Five AM

Chatsworth. Outside, slightly windy... And we replicated what we did in studio.

ITS NEARLY OVER. The long stretch of days that is. Classic example of why in this industry, you never count your eggs before they're hatched. Or discount them, as may be more appropriate in this case...

Booked to work the 25 & 26th of May, I got called to work the 27th. I said yes, knowing I would get paid early on the first of June. I figured I wouldn't work the 25th and 26th, I hadn't been contacted. There were rumours of the crew having contacts in LA they might use, so I safely opted to take the 27th full well knowing I could clean house for Kristen's arrival on the 29th on my off days.

Wrong.

Not only booking the aforementioned days, I also added the 24th to the same gig. Well, it's all over now. Delightful crew, talented people and another fashion superstar to add to my belt. The man who rebirthed Dior turns out to be a amazing artist and photographer as well. If he wasn't so nice, and so inspirational, I might become depressed... but walking away, he's quite the gentleman, and an accomplished photographer too.

He posts some of what he does here; soon perhaps what we did will appear there as well? In any case, it was a joy to see someone so talented work on such a great project. Lucky bastard!

-F