ALL HAIL MY FAVORITE SUPERMODEL IN THE WORLD :

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the rescued from the streets at a young age,

strawberry blonde with an attitude,

athletically inclined with a regal attitude,

lady GRR.

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when i got my new lumix to play with,

only she had the patience and skill

to let me work out the details

and shoot her like a pro:

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plus,

i get to say

"work it, bitch",

and she doesn't take offense.

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pit bulls are like that.

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unlike normal female models.

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they typically just go and eat more air.

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this week, i became the person i never thought i COULD be.

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so, recently,

i was hired to shoot the print and video

for the launch of a national retailer's denim line.

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this week,

i won the pitch for a new fall campaign for another national retailer.

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in other words,

after working and creating and taking on small projects,

and creative only projects,

and "hey, i need some dialog projects",

things

are 

happening.

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as tim said this weekend:

the universe is always on time,

you are just early or late.

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here's two of the recent things

that helped tide me over

as the universe decided when to launch me:

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and now,

i'm off and running.

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gay pride edition - or, why we passed on the whole street fair shirtless drunken masses thing in order to watch pit bulls swing from trees.

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at this point,

i'm not stupid enough to say "i've seen it all before".

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but when it comes to a west hollywood gay pride parade,

i've had my fill of tourists,

crowds,

shirtless drunks,

go go boys,

corporate floats,

handouts from hired and overly chipper "product snipers",

bad bad rufskin denim and dsquared sunglasses,

and adorable yet shrill twinks.

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so we passed BY all that on the way to meet our friend scotty,

in from sf and having a bbq up the hill.

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and yes, short shorts are back.

even if you can't really fill them out.

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ended up spending the afternoon watching two pitties swing from their rope.

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that is not grr.  or avec.

though they would have loved it.

it's very white trash,

but lord the pitties love to hang from ropes.

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so, apparently, do boys.

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tim and i did not hang from anything.

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our shoes were too nice.

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