I'm so tiered! But damn was it worth it. On Sunday, Helena, the model from the last shoot, invited me out for brunch at the Rainbow Room. I had plans to see my mentor J.C., it wasn't a hard decision. I had to where pants and shoes (not jeans and sneakers). Running late, I took a cab. I never take cabs. I hate cabs. Any way, I took 3 steps out of the cab, it shot off like a rocket, and i realized my phone had fallen out of my pocket, I hate pants, my phone never fell out of my jeans. FUCK! Oh well. I met up with Helena and her brother John, who is one of the Chefs at the Rainbow Room. We enjoyed a wonderful brunch and talked a lot. I mentioned loosing my phone. Helena called it to see if anyone would answer, no luck. We finished eating, her brother disappeared to the kitchen, and we went for a walk. She was breaking up with the guy she's seeing in San Francisco, where she's from. She was a bit upset, and had to deal with it. I was walking her to the subway, and her phone rang, she said "It's your phone" and handed hers to me. A voice said "We found your phone. Were having a barbecue, bring beer" and gave me the address. I parted with Helena, and went to the address, with 4 6 packs of Red Stripe beer, my fave. The door opened, and it was a (More tomorrow, I need sleep)...
I'm so tiered! But damn was it worth it. On Sunday, Helena, the model from the last shoot, invited me out for brunch at the Rainbow Room. I had plans to see my mentor J.C., it wasn't a hard decision. I had to where pants and shoes (not jeans and sneakers). Running late, I took a cab. I never take cabs. I hate cabs. Any way, I took 3 steps out of the cab, it shot off like a rocket, and i realized my phone had fallen out of my pocket, I hate pants, my phone never fell out of my jeans. FUCK! Oh well. I met up with Helena and her brother John, who is one of the Chefs at the Rainbow Room. We enjoyed a wonderful brunch and talked a lot. I mentioned loosing my phone. Helena called it to see if anyone would answer, no luck. We finished eating, her brother disappeared to the kitchen, and we went for a walk. She was breaking up with the guy she's seeing in San Francisco, where she's from. She was a bit upset, and had to deal with it. I was walking her to the subway, and her phone rang, she said "It's your phone" and handed hers to me. A voice said "We found your phone. Were having a barbecue, bring beer" and gave me the address. I parted with Helena, and went to the address, with 4 6 packs of Red Stripe beer, my fave. The door opened, and it was a (More tomorrow, I need sleep)...
Great picture, the colors are perfect.
Posted by: doug | June 01, 2005 at 07:52 AM