First things first; I received ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
golden_meliades package yesterday!
In other news, a local newspaper is writing an article about me.
I might be doing a last-minute show. It's this weekend and it's a *gulp* Psychic Fair. In Rochester. Wha? Apparently the money is good and they don't have any maskmakers...but I fear the goofy factor might be pretty high. There are going to be a lot of people waving crystals at my masks, talking about the "aura" around this one or that one... Hoo boy.
That reminds me of a funny story (my RL friends have all heard this one, but it's my favorite and it bears repeating).
That was my first and last pagan event.
golden_meliades package yesterday! It arrived safely in one whole, unblemished piece, which is wonderful since the last time she tried to mail something to me it ended up in the wrong town looking like someone wearing workboots did the rumba on it. I can't believe it was even returned to her, considering the state it must have been in. :-(
BUT! This time everything went according to plan. Yay! She sent me two books of manga (which was the original plan, as this is a barter for some of my leather leaves). Mel, being sweet, decided to add a necklace to make things "fair" (I would have been ok with the books, but I LOVE her jewelry so I didn't say no)...and then she made a matching hairstick to go with the necklace! *happy dance* I wore them all day...
I find if I braid my hair just a little before I twist it (I have very fine hair) the stick stays in like I GLUED it in place.
She got the colors JUST right. I love jewel tones with brown and I'm especially fond of aqua blues. The beads are glass, wood, and (I think) dyed fossil stone. Lovely!
BUT! This time everything went according to plan. Yay! She sent me two books of manga (which was the original plan, as this is a barter for some of my leather leaves). Mel, being sweet, decided to add a necklace to make things "fair" (I would have been ok with the books, but I LOVE her jewelry so I didn't say no)...and then she made a matching hairstick to go with the necklace! *happy dance* I wore them all day...
I find if I braid my hair just a little before I twist it (I have very fine hair) the stick stays in like I GLUED it in place.
She got the colors JUST right. I love jewel tones with brown and I'm especially fond of aqua blues. The beads are glass, wood, and (I think) dyed fossil stone. Lovely!
In other news, a local newspaper is writing an article about me.
I was interviewed yesterday. It's just a short article but the reporter is so fascinated with my story that she said she wants to do a longer piece later. My life has been getting awfully interesting, lately.
Charlotte took the pictures for the article and she's (hopefully) going to get a photo credit in the paper...her first published photo!! She took those pics of me up there, too. Funny kid; she says she "doesn't really want to photograph people, you know...". I guess she wants to be a commercial photographer & do calendars and travel brochures and things like that. She has a long list of things she doesn't want to photograph and I'm reminded of John Cusak's lines from the movie "Say Anything"..."I don't want to manufacture anything sold or manufactured, and I don't want to sell anything sold or manufactured...". Yeah, she'll probably have to re-think that at some point. Fourteen has a way of thinking it knows everything, but you'll notice there are no fourteen-year-olds in the Supreme Court, so...
I just nod and smile. It's better for my blood pressure if I do that. :-)
Charlotte took the pictures for the article and she's (hopefully) going to get a photo credit in the paper...her first published photo!! She took those pics of me up there, too. Funny kid; she says she "doesn't really want to photograph people, you know...". I guess she wants to be a commercial photographer & do calendars and travel brochures and things like that. She has a long list of things she doesn't want to photograph and I'm reminded of John Cusak's lines from the movie "Say Anything"..."I don't want to manufacture anything sold or manufactured, and I don't want to sell anything sold or manufactured...". Yeah, she'll probably have to re-think that at some point. Fourteen has a way of thinking it knows everything, but you'll notice there are no fourteen-year-olds in the Supreme Court, so...
I just nod and smile. It's better for my blood pressure if I do that. :-)
I might be doing a last-minute show. It's this weekend and it's a *gulp* Psychic Fair. In Rochester. Wha? Apparently the money is good and they don't have any maskmakers...but I fear the goofy factor might be pretty high. There are going to be a lot of people waving crystals at my masks, talking about the "aura" around this one or that one... Hoo boy.
That reminds me of a funny story (my RL friends have all heard this one, but it's my favorite and it bears repeating).
The ODDEST event I ever did in my career as a maskmaker was a pagan festival. It was called "Starwood" and apparently it was a pretty big event. Not as big as "Burning Man" out West but still, probably a few thousand people. Clothing is very optional, at huge outdoor pagan festivals. They call it "going skyclad". It's not always pretty and at first, it can be a little distracting. After a while you learn not to look.
I, of course, did NOT get nekkid. But, like I said there were a lot of folks wandering around getting sunburns in interesting places.
A few days into the event, I find myself sitting at my table, under my sale tent, just taking it all in. Sales were very brisk and the masks were just flying away. The table was always crowded and things were going well...and suddenly something glittery catches my eye...
This tall, utterly naked guy is standing at my table right in front of me...and I swear he has a drip of something on the tip of his penis! A...drip! Just about to fall! On my masks! He's chattering away and every time he moves or gestures, I anticipate drippy disaster. I contemplate handing him a tissue, but how do you tell a potential customer "Excuse me sir...but I think your penis is dripping?". It's...just not a retail sales situation that presents itself very often. I just kept staring at this guy's penis, figuring if I could see where the drip falls I can grab a wipe and clean it later. Finally, he walks away an I breathe a sigh of relief.
Later, I see him in a crowd with that same drip...and I realize it's a piercing. It's a little silver stud. Right where a drip might be.
*facepalm*
I, of course, did NOT get nekkid. But, like I said there were a lot of folks wandering around getting sunburns in interesting places.
A few days into the event, I find myself sitting at my table, under my sale tent, just taking it all in. Sales were very brisk and the masks were just flying away. The table was always crowded and things were going well...and suddenly something glittery catches my eye...
This tall, utterly naked guy is standing at my table right in front of me...and I swear he has a drip of something on the tip of his penis! A...drip! Just about to fall! On my masks! He's chattering away and every time he moves or gestures, I anticipate drippy disaster. I contemplate handing him a tissue, but how do you tell a potential customer "Excuse me sir...but I think your penis is dripping?". It's...just not a retail sales situation that presents itself very often. I just kept staring at this guy's penis, figuring if I could see where the drip falls I can grab a wipe and clean it later. Finally, he walks away an I breathe a sigh of relief.
Later, I see him in a crowd with that same drip...and I realize it's a piercing. It's a little silver stud. Right where a drip might be.
*facepalm*
That was my first and last pagan event.
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