Wed 16th

OH blast

I'm running round like a headless chicken. God I have so much to do. Where's my freak'enn top?

The fact that I'm a blonde (out a bottle of course) should explain the fact that I'm very stupid. The day started with me leaving my phone and rushing back, then realising I can't see, and attempting inserting contact lens on in the tube. However, with no mirror this ends up around me cheek, whilst I'm trying to poke my eye out. The woman opposite me laughing and cracking out jokes really helped my ego.

Eventually, I arrive at the studio, a little late may I add. From there it's all go go go... Oh, how familiar that is. The make up artist goes for a 40's look with a twist; which means red lips and top heavy black liner. I suppose it was a look?

The hair stylist does this crazy back brushed 40s bird nest thing on top of my head. My hair is pinned back and curled to make it shorter. What the hell, I could pull this off??

Today I was against a black background. I posed on a stool. They were all beauty shots which meant all head work and turning and twisting at angles. I'm use 2 whole body work, no innuendo meant!

The shoot went on and I watched the other girl who had a 80s look. The photographer was female, late twenties, and just brilliant. Really funny, and talkative.

So shoot done, and my superior intelligence decide it would be a good idea to go exploring little Venice. There i am, looking a cross between a 40's wife and a modern day girl. Jeez, all in one day as well!I'm sure people loved the bird nest I had on top of my head. If anyone sees this, I don't usually go out like that. Promise!