So we've settled on a date for our photo shoot: October 8th. I'm pretty psyched up... and nervous. I'm such an introverted-extrovert. I like attention, but I'm pretty shy. Anywho! I just messaged a friend of mine who participated in a pageant with me, who does fabulous makeup. If all goes well, she'll be doing my makeup for the shoot, and her friend John John will be doing my hair!!!
Emotion check: Nervous, shy, excited.
Recently I went with Luna to a photoshoot he was doing. Christina (his/our photographer) did a fantastic job with his pictures:
Outside Union Station
Him sitting on his Kz (motorcycle)
And since we both had motorcycle jackets on, she asked if we'd like to take a couple together:
Our shoot will take place at the Boat House in HP and its surrounding areas... I was also thinking of taking a few at the Garfield Park conservatory since it might be freezing outdoors. Should be fun :)
If you know anything about me, then you know I love movies. LOVE LOVE LOVE.
I'm not quite sure when or how this love started, but I do think my parents played a role in this. Every Friday, after school, my dad would take us to Blockbuster to get movies for our Friday night pizza/movie parties. My mom, dad, two brothers and I would sit in our small living room, waiting for John's Pizzeria to deliver our football pizzas (with free 2Liter RC... what you know about RC? HUH?! lol) watching the latest movies to hit VHS. It was our ritual. Pizza. Movies. Us together.
Throughout college, I met someone who loved movies even MORE than me... my best friend Roberto Navia. Bob, our dorm buddies, and this one chick Ashley (who had the thickest mustache I've ever seen on a non-latino person) would hit up the movie theaters to see just about anything and everything. Bob made us watch the funniest... and weirdest movies ("Waiting")... but also many classics.
After college, I was fortunate enough to meet this really sweet, Puerto Rican, New York/Spanish accent, Humboldt Park raised, Jesus Loves This Guy, ex-bad boy--trying to be good, rapper/singer/songwriter, named Edgardo who LOVED movies also. He was the perfect movie match! He'd seen movies I hadn't seen, and didn't mind watching them again, and again, so that I could fully understand the plot.
I love movies. So much so, I drag Luna to the movie theater at least once a week to see new flicks (not kicking and screaming, mind you. He likes to go haha). Our new ritual is to go Sunday mornings. Instead of church, we sit out in Skokie, with a bunch of other movie patrons (who happen to be older Jewish couples... hello, Skokie... Sunday!) and laugh our butts off, cry our tears out, and jump out of our skin. And then we go to John's Pizzeria (best pizza I've EVER had... way better than Pequod's). It's a real good time ;)
Every now and then there are these special screenings of upcoming movies. How awesome is that? You get to go see a movie before anyone else! Recently, my best friend Bob and I went to go see a special screening of the new version of Foot Loose, along with meet the actors and director. Before the movie we sat and talked about all the movies we'd seen, and all the movies we want to see. Bob told me about this one movie called Another Earth. Take a look at the trailer:
I'd remembered seeing the trailer at the movies, but somehow it slipped my radar and I never saw it! It looks amazing. What if there actually was another Earth? Would you be the same you there, as you were here?
Bob asked me these questions, and I responded, "Yeah, but the other me is probably nicer!" I really want to see this movie. It's gotten me thinking... what would it look like? Would the other me have had the same experiences? Made the same decisions? Lived the same way?
And... well... I'd say yes.
I'd like to think that any, and all decisions that I've made and the experiences I've had are somewhat universal. Would I be with Luna? All signs point to yes. We've often spoke about the decisions he made, or rather his mom stopped him from making... going into the armed forces, becoming a flight attendant... somehow we found each other.
I mean this kid lived so close to me, and I bet we'd met before when we were younger. Or at least I'd seen him before. We share so many similar experiences. You could practically put a mirror up to his family, and see my own. So... if somehow, we were meant to be HERE on this EARTH... I'm sure we'd be together on any other.
Our decisions and experiences are not mere coincidences :)
The dress has been finalized... somewhat. I decided to go with the Tinkerbell-like green dress. I ordered it online from this place called Light In The Box. I really don't know too much about the place, except that they're located in China... and they had a group of "seamstresses" alter my dress to my "specific" measurements.
Yes. The quotation marks are my attempt to be sarcastic. The dress is gorgeous. It really is. It looks exactly like the photo, with one exception: The length. UGHHH!!! Being short is a real kick in the glass (Tang reference).
The dress is too long! It practically comes down to my ankles, and in the picture it reaches the girl's knees. The model in the pic is like 5'3"and I'm 4'11 and 1/2" (hey that half inch means I'm sooooooo close to 5' even haha). I really didn't think a few inches would matter so much!
Well, I guess I've learned an important lesson: don't order dresses online.
When I was younger, my dad would take me clothes shopping, and I hated it! He'd take me to the store, let me pick out my outfits, and then walk me to the fitting room, saying "TRY ON EVERYTHING!" I totally know why now...
I expected to take our photos already, but now I have to get the dress altered.... by like a foot haha
