Friday night represented a rare opportunity for Mommy, Daddy, and I to go out to dinner. Mommy and Daddy had sushi. You know, in Japan, men come first and women come second “or sometimes not at all” as Daddy likes to steal from Austin Powers. “Yeah Baby!”
Turning to Saturday I think it is safe to say that Right Said Fred was never as sexy as I am. I was up early for my photo shoot which turned out to not be a good idea as it meant that I was missing my nap time. Anyway, we shot pictures for a couple of hours – indoors, outdoors, in a pretty Christmas outfit, a casual outfit, still shots, action shots, you name it. The photographer was barking orders at me – “show me happy, show me sad, angry, playful, seductive, serious,” etc. You will see a few of the pictures as soon as we get them back.
It was a long morning but overall things went pretty well with the exception that my puppy Monty refused to sit still for our family photo. One thing I learned is that modeling is tough work. After we finished I had a nice big lunch and took a nap. If I am going to continue to model, I think I am going to need to eat less…or perhaps vomit more. The latter is not really an option because afterall, this is The Chubby Chronicles.
1 comment:
Suz,
I hate to inform, but there will be much vomiting in Holly's future (in the form of stomach viruses) but of course you know this with all of your experience as a nanny!
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