I just got back to New York last night after spending 5 whole days on a shoot in North Carolina with a prop stylist who never. shut. UP. By Thursday -- no, make that Wednesday night -- the sound of her voice was like sandpaper on my last nerve and I can't remember the last time I was as happy as when I said goodbye to her at baggage claim at LaGuardia last night. I don't think I want to be spoken to the entire weekend, just to decompress.
That's also why there haven't been any posts in a while. Between getting ready for the shoot and then actually being there and working, I haven't had much time or energy. Unlike the Miami Beach shoots, this one takes place in a dark studio and spending all that time in a cave-like atmosphere day after day really wipes me out and by the time I get back to my hotel all I want to do is watch TV and crash.
But I'm home now! Gotta run and take a shower and pick up Lucy from the boarding place-slash-doggie spa. She got a bath while she was there!
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