Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I recently did a series of makeup videos for the web site Modelina and Maybelline New York. This is the first of 5 videos showing the hottest looks shown on the fall 2009 NYC runways. Check out both websites for updates. Enjoy the look and get your "Liner On".

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

All things Tacky at IBS, including my entry.

Its Tuesday and I have the day off. The International Beauty Show is at the Javits Center and I need to do a little professional shopping, so I decided to take a walk.

I was determined not to pay to get into the show. So me being the cheapskate that I am, I went scrabbling through all of my saved credentials from all the shows and events that I've attended in the past. I knew I held on to this cluster of knotted cords and tangled plastic badges for something. And what do I find? A IBS badge from about 3 or 4 yrs ago. BINGO,SCORE,Awesome. I'll give it a try.

I arrive at the Javits center and take notice of other attendees badges that look nothing like the one that I have so confidently pinned on my belt loop. I figured I would cover my fraudulent credential with my shirt ,find the oldest person at the entry check point and try the look busy and give a quick flash as I walked in .

I start my investigation and found my lady. She is a older black woman with short silver hair.Its styled to the nines like she was a model for one of the vendors. This was my girl. I make a b line to her and I pretend that I'm on my phone. I give her a big smile and slightly lift my shirt exposing only the bottom half of my plastic badge. I enter with all the confidence in the world. My first foot passes the velvet rope and I hear "Oh - wait - a - minute, Whats that?" I reply with "What my Badge?" She says " Let me see that. I ain't never seen a badge like that before". I'm thinking if you worked here 3 or 4 yrs ago you would have. She read the badge a couple of times with a puzzled look on her face ,but gives in when she reads the word "educator". She said "Oh your a educator, well I guess your OK"... Whew! I'm in.

I make my way through the isles looking for the items on my check list. Each isle was crowed with people looking to spend their money on colored hair extensions, glitter and cheap jewelry. I fight my way through the masses and notice the excitement in faces of the students who are so impressed with all things Tacky. I have a flash back of being just impressed with the over the top hair creations and endless rows of cheap useless products when I was first introduced to IBS many yrs ago. I had a constant feeling of de ja vue as each isle seem to look just like the last. Booths of scissors, extensions, capes, brazilain hair straitners and blowdryes seem to repeat themselves every 50 feet.

I get a call from my friend Rita who I went to hair school with and now is a teacher at the school we attended.She said "I'm here in NYC at the show, are you here?" I said "yes". I proceed to meet her in the food court. We walk around for a bit and I mention to her that I need a haircut. She said "Oh lets go to my friend, she is cutting hair at some clipper booth." She walks me over to this booth and the "Friend" sits me on stage and tells her audience whats she is about to do with my hair . I gave her free reign . My only request was that I want a cool and fashionable haircut. The buzzer glides over my head a few times and she is spinning me on her cutting stool enough to make me just dizzy enough not to care what she is doing. She makes the announcement that's she is finished and I hear a couple hesitant claps from the onlookers as she brushes off my neck. I never saw what she was doing but I'm just happy to have my haircut. It has to look good right? She was on stage teaching people how to use clippers. After the motion sickness from the spinning chair settles I search for a mirror, unfortunately for me I found one. It looks like what my boyfriend Rich describes as a "Major Dad Haircut" Its kinda like a bad military haircut and a flattop but somehow being neither. She cut my sideburns into these two things that resemble spikes on the side of my head, and I honestly haven't even try to see the back of my head yet. I'm thinking this was Karma for scamming my entry into this show.

I was able to get all the things on my shopping list. During my shopping I came across a few things that made me smile and thought I would share them with you. a sun visor with fake Don King hair attached.who needs highlights when you can use tinsle?

Sunday, April 26, 2009

German GQ May 2009

Brian Keith is a young talented photographer that Ive work with before a while ago. We kinda lost contact for a little bit but reconnected recently via facebook. We have tested a few times in the past , but I never had any of his work in my book.

A lot of times in this business,you might have a conversation with a photographer,or a stylist ,that sounds something like this . "Hey ,whats up? We should do something.'' Yeah lets do something. cool ." But then nothing ever happens. It might be because its difficult to organize your time, or it may be someone feeding you BS. But in any case you somehow become immune to it, because of how frequent you hear the same script.

One day via facebook chat Brian and I had that very conversation. I said "Brian lets shoot" And he replied " Yeah lets so something" I assumed the conversation would end as it often does on the script, But he followed with " How about this Sunday."I stuck to the script with a reply . "cool"

Sunday was getting closer and Brian asked me if I knew a make up artists. I suggested my friend Tommy Joiner who is with my agency and I work with often. He does really beautiful makeup and I knew Brian would like his work.

Some of you know that I also do makeup. But sometimes I prefer to do one or the other when I'm working on a editorial.

Sunday comes and we shoot 2 girls .Nell from Next and Tarassa from Trump. Brian wanted the girls to look fresh and undone and sexy. So Tommy did his thing and I did mine. We shot all day never knowing what might actually get published.

Shortly after the shoot Brian informed me that Both Italian GQ and German GQ where going to run the pictures. One magazine chose Nell and the other Tarassa. It wasn't long after the 1st good news, that Brian informed us that we also got the cover. I just saw the pictues of the German GQ and now you also get a preview. enjoy.
Italian GQ comming soon.