Jennifer's First Shoot
Today was our first shoot with Jennifer, the girl we interviewed last week. First shoots can be just as nervous for us as the model. We never know if we're going to all of the effort for nothing, and we have no idea how the model is going to act or move. We often encounter unexpected surprises.
We rent a very small hotel suite, by our normal standards, since this is a first timer and the only girl we're shooting today. That way if she stands us up, we're out a minimal amount of money. We find the hotel and it's really small. It has a swimming pool that isn't much larger than a good bath tub. But the room has some interesting aspects with a bannister separating the bedroom from the living room and a chest in front of a mirror that we will definitely use for some shots. Overall it's not very impressive, but meets our needs for this shoot nicely.
We stock the fridge, unpack all of the lights, setup tripods and video cameras, load everything with tape, get the computer read to dump memory cards, and all of the other setup details that have to be dealt with. After that's done we settle in to watch a little TV and wait for our model. We dont have to wait long, she calls about 30 minutes early.
So far so good, not only does she show, she's early.
First time shoot, so we ask the model to bring a few outfits. She does, but mostly neglects the detail of underwear. No problem, we always come prepared. You can only imagine the reactions a couple of fat guys get buying stuff in a variety of sizes from Victoria's Secret gets. And if that's not bad enough, we have to explain to the accountants why we buy so much sexy clothing for women and why it's tax deductible.
Anyhow, we layout what we want for the first set and photograph her as she strips out of what she wore to the shoot. It's like unwrapping a christmas present.
As she's down to the undies we notice two tattoos. Pardon me while I rant. This is a fad that has to stop. Nothing worse than grafitti on a beautiful girl. I blame Tommy Lee for the whole thing. He's a tattoo'd freak, and when he hooked up with Pam Anderson, he got her into ink as well. For most of the 90's she was one of the prototypes for beauty in America and young girls consequently mimic'd her with the ink. Have fun explaining to your grandkids why the top of your ass crack says "JUICY" when you're 50.
Ok, Jennifer has tatts, but again, we'll work around it. As she unhooks the bra, we get a nice pair of tits and nipples. They're natural, not too large, not too small. Just a bit of sag, but very lickable. The belly has just a touch of what can only be called a beer gut, but looks fine other than in positions where she cant suck it in. And hey, who are WE to criticize a beer gut? Finally the panties drop and we're treated to a hint of a bush and a very very nice round ass.
Richard is running the shoot and snapping stills. I'm hanging back well on the other side of the room til the girl gets a bit more comfortable running video. We dont like to crowd a girl the first time with both of us crawling right up in there for those gynecological close ups. But my video camera has one hell of a zoom lense on it. And yes, as Richard has her naked and spread, you can bet I'm using it.
This is where things start getting weird. First thing I'm noticing is a very strange looking pussy. It looks like the thing has been stitched up! Now I'm trying to be subtle but figure out what the heck is going on there. I finally figure it out. This girl doesn't know how to shave! She apparently just zoomed it all off with the clippers this morning but didn't "detail" it. There's hair inbetween the inner and outer lips, and it's lapping over giving her crack a bit of a Frankenstein kinda look.
Still no problem, we can work around all of this. So we keep shooting, using all of the outfits she brought and everything in the room. The chest in front of the mirror means we had to put some butt prints on that mirror. This is a time honored tradition. We rarely leave a room without putting ass prints on either a mirror or the windows.
Then, as she's getting comfortable and really starting to loosen up, it happened. She laughed. Both Richard and myself paused and shuddered, but kept our professionalism and kept shooting. But we saw them. It's not just a broken tooth.
SHE HAS FERENGI TEETH!
How the hell could a girl that cute have teeth so bad? They all go in different directions and many are broken. They aren't yellow like they were unbrushed forever, and even if you never saw a toothbrush they wouldn't fall out at that young of an age. No signs of tracks of a crack whore or needle marks from diabetes. Who knows, but this girl needs thousands of dollars of dental work before she smiles for a camera again. I mean, an English guy would take one look at this girl's grill and go "BLOODY HELL!".
We finish the shoot and tenatively setup another, but Richard and myself are really going to have to study these pics hard and see if we can come up with a way to use a girl who cant smile in photographs.
Just another day at the office....
We rent a very small hotel suite, by our normal standards, since this is a first timer and the only girl we're shooting today. That way if she stands us up, we're out a minimal amount of money. We find the hotel and it's really small. It has a swimming pool that isn't much larger than a good bath tub. But the room has some interesting aspects with a bannister separating the bedroom from the living room and a chest in front of a mirror that we will definitely use for some shots. Overall it's not very impressive, but meets our needs for this shoot nicely.
We stock the fridge, unpack all of the lights, setup tripods and video cameras, load everything with tape, get the computer read to dump memory cards, and all of the other setup details that have to be dealt with. After that's done we settle in to watch a little TV and wait for our model. We dont have to wait long, she calls about 30 minutes early.
So far so good, not only does she show, she's early.
First time shoot, so we ask the model to bring a few outfits. She does, but mostly neglects the detail of underwear. No problem, we always come prepared. You can only imagine the reactions a couple of fat guys get buying stuff in a variety of sizes from Victoria's Secret gets. And if that's not bad enough, we have to explain to the accountants why we buy so much sexy clothing for women and why it's tax deductible.
Anyhow, we layout what we want for the first set and photograph her as she strips out of what she wore to the shoot. It's like unwrapping a christmas present.
As she's down to the undies we notice two tattoos. Pardon me while I rant. This is a fad that has to stop. Nothing worse than grafitti on a beautiful girl. I blame Tommy Lee for the whole thing. He's a tattoo'd freak, and when he hooked up with Pam Anderson, he got her into ink as well. For most of the 90's she was one of the prototypes for beauty in America and young girls consequently mimic'd her with the ink. Have fun explaining to your grandkids why the top of your ass crack says "JUICY" when you're 50.
Ok, Jennifer has tatts, but again, we'll work around it. As she unhooks the bra, we get a nice pair of tits and nipples. They're natural, not too large, not too small. Just a bit of sag, but very lickable. The belly has just a touch of what can only be called a beer gut, but looks fine other than in positions where she cant suck it in. And hey, who are WE to criticize a beer gut? Finally the panties drop and we're treated to a hint of a bush and a very very nice round ass.
Richard is running the shoot and snapping stills. I'm hanging back well on the other side of the room til the girl gets a bit more comfortable running video. We dont like to crowd a girl the first time with both of us crawling right up in there for those gynecological close ups. But my video camera has one hell of a zoom lense on it. And yes, as Richard has her naked and spread, you can bet I'm using it.
This is where things start getting weird. First thing I'm noticing is a very strange looking pussy. It looks like the thing has been stitched up! Now I'm trying to be subtle but figure out what the heck is going on there. I finally figure it out. This girl doesn't know how to shave! She apparently just zoomed it all off with the clippers this morning but didn't "detail" it. There's hair inbetween the inner and outer lips, and it's lapping over giving her crack a bit of a Frankenstein kinda look.
Still no problem, we can work around all of this. So we keep shooting, using all of the outfits she brought and everything in the room. The chest in front of the mirror means we had to put some butt prints on that mirror. This is a time honored tradition. We rarely leave a room without putting ass prints on either a mirror or the windows.
Then, as she's getting comfortable and really starting to loosen up, it happened. She laughed. Both Richard and myself paused and shuddered, but kept our professionalism and kept shooting. But we saw them. It's not just a broken tooth.
SHE HAS FERENGI TEETH!
How the hell could a girl that cute have teeth so bad? They all go in different directions and many are broken. They aren't yellow like they were unbrushed forever, and even if you never saw a toothbrush they wouldn't fall out at that young of an age. No signs of tracks of a crack whore or needle marks from diabetes. Who knows, but this girl needs thousands of dollars of dental work before she smiles for a camera again. I mean, an English guy would take one look at this girl's grill and go "BLOODY HELL!".
We finish the shoot and tenatively setup another, but Richard and myself are really going to have to study these pics hard and see if we can come up with a way to use a girl who cant smile in photographs.
Just another day at the office....
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