BronxPearl v2.0

Confessions, ramblings, musings, and opinions from a BBW as she embraces 30 31 Years and Life (or at least tries to).

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Murphy's Law 101

You think you are actually ahead of the game. Unlike the first photo shoot, where you only contacted your models about two weeks ahead of time, making it impossible for the ones way out of town to get to NYC, and making it impossible for yourself to find a make-up artist or stylist, you were prepared this time. All parties involved were notified a good six weeks ahead of time. A weekend was agreed upon by everyone. The stylist was able to get some gorgeous clothing from a really high-end designer. You met a make-up artist who sees your vision and, most importantly, did a face that your models loved. You already know your photographer is the bomb. So a week and a half before the actual photo shoot weekend, you are feeling yourself because everything seems like it is going to be perfect. All six of your models are coming into town. They got a great rate ona hotel room that you don't have to come out of your pocket for.

Murphy's law (From Wikipedia)
Murphy's law is an
adage in Western culture that
broadly states that things will go wrong in any given situation, if you give
them a chance. "If there's more than one possible outcome of a job or task, and
one of those outcomes will result in disaster or an undesirable consequence,
then somebody will do it that way." It is most often cited as "Whatever can go
wrong, will go wrong" (or, alternately, "Whatever can go wrong will go wrong,
and at the worst possible time, in the worst possible way" or, "Anything that
can go wrong, will," or "If anything can go wrong, it will, and usually at the
most inopportune moment"). The saying is sometimes referred to as Sod's law or
Finagle's law which can also be rendered as "Anything that can go wrong, will—at the worst possible moment".

When the 1st model cancelled her plans, you didn't really sweat it because she had cancelled before. When one of your most reliable models has to cancel, your swagger goes back to an unease stride.

When you wake-up on Saturday morning running to the bathroom puking your brains out, you can't help but think that whoever Murphy was, you want to beat him to all hell for his damn law. When the calls start coming in from your other models saying that they are all running late as well, you find some comfort until you remember that the restaurant that you have booked to shoot the photo shoot at will only be available from 2:30pm to 4:00pm. You manage to get yourself together and get to the photographer's studio by 1:30 and prayerfull, two of your models are already there, one's make-up already done.

You all make it to the restaurant by 3:05pm. A small window of opportunity but you know your photographer can work wonders in little of no time. The inside shots are complete by 4:00pm, just when the restaurant manager comes to you and asks if you can hang around for another 20 to thrity minutes because the owner of the restaurant would like to meet you. Of course, you tell her because you know that gives you time to get some hot photos of the models outside with the GWB in the background. Yes it was 38 degrees. But they are all troopers and dedicated to their modeling. The shots are gorgeous and the owner is just coming in when the models are wrapping up and changing their clothes.

So what you have no voice this morning. So what that you probably won't get any real sleep until tomorrow because you have another shoot and then a networking event to go to tonight. It was all worth it. And you remind yourself that everything really is everything. What is meant to be will be. What went wrong ended up really working very well. And at the end of the day, even Murphy himself can't stand up to the grace, mercy, and blessings of God.


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