My new found obsession, Twitter, has led to many exciting adventures. The most recent was my opportunity to be photographed as a pin up girl.
Everyone is going to have an amazing time at @glamdolldonuts for our last $50 mini-shoot. There is still room to sign up, don’t miss out.
— Christi Williams (@grinkie) April 24, 2013
The only reason I saw the tweet was because it was retweeted by Glam Doll Donuts, which is probably my most favorite donut shop in all of Minneapolis. Even though I was at work, I emailed right away. It was kind of like “ohmygod… I need to be in this photo shoot. When is it?” And then she was all like “May 15th” and I was like “SOLD!!!!” I had a work trip that evening, but I was sure I’d be able to get of all my modeling done during the day and make it to the airport on time. [SPOILER! I did.]
The whole night before I was worried about everything playing out right. I signed up for hair and makeup, only because I’ve never been able to do my own. But… was I supposed to bring my own clothes? In a panic, I mapped out all the vintage clothing stores between the condo and Glam Doll. After looking at nearly every picture taken by the photographer in her pin-up book, I determined she did in fact have costumes due to the fact that some women were in the same outfits. I determined to go in wearing whatever, hoping they would have something for me. [SPOILER! They did.]
The night before, Joe and I were lying in bed. He was working on homework because we hadn’t seen each other in a while and he had things he needed to do. I was attempting to fall asleep, when I posed a question, “what do you think about people who have big pictures of themselves hanging on their wall?”
He responded “It’s a little vain. Why do you ask?”
“Well, noooo reason,” I said in the most suspicious way I could. I had the intention of getting a print done for the new condo… but after the whole Veronica Mars fiasco, I knew I needed to run this by him.
After pretending to snore, he asked me once again “Kate…. why do you ask?”
He assumed I had made a purchase. “No, I have not spent any money today other than at Caribou and Crave” I said. He knew I was being too specific, and continued to question me. After going back and fourth for a while, laughing a bit and then doing some crying (high five PMS!), I finally assured him that I had not purchased a large portrait, and had no plans to.
But honestly, in hindsight, I’m totally getting one printed. Largely printed, in fact. How cool would this be on my wall??