Today was the day of the St. Regis shoot. The hotel hired me to take headshots of all its top executives for their website.
I was a little nervous. Not SUPER nervous. But nervous enough to wake up at 6am for the 10:30 shoot. After all, the St. Regis is
kind of a big deal. It's a New York mainstay and has been featured in everything from Sex and the City to the Devil Wears Prada and a ton of other movies and TV shows.
For the shoot, they provided me with the gorgeous $9,000-a-night newly remodeled Tiffany Suite.
The view from the suite isn't so great. You can just barely make out Central Park. But whatevs I'm not complaining.
Every little light fixture or soup spoon or drinking glass or faucet handle was made of gorgeous Tiffany silver or crystal.
And the shoot was a breeze! Took less than 2 hours.
Four or five years ago I was desperately scrounging up headshot clients on craigslist for $150 a pop.
If you told me then that I could someday make a couple G's before lunchtime without breaking a sweat, I would have laughed in your face. (Though hopefully five years from now I'll look back on
this day and laugh as I put a $100K photoshoot check in the bank.)
But the fine people of the St Regis seemed thrilled with their pictures and are adding me to their vendor list for fancy weddings and special events etc.
And then they treated me to the famous Red Snapper, their Signature Bloody Mary. (The Bloody Mary was actually
invented here 70-something years ago.)
It was deeeeeelicious.
I then had a delightful sandwich lunch with Kimmy, with whom I went location scouting with to find good spots to do the headshots I'll be doing
next week for HER hotel chain. Total coincidence that these two huge hotel gigs came up a week apart.
And then as if they day couldn't get any better or more fabulous, I went up to the 72nd and Madison to the flagship RL store where Mr Frog, my new BFF, is kind of a big deal.
Mr Frog took me on a shopping SPREE.
Literally we just ran through the store Supermarket Sweep-style (while sipping champagne) and I greedily pointed out all the pretty things I liked and he'd pull stuff in my size and I'd try everything on and I walked out with two big bags full of pretty new clothes.
Mr Frog HOOKED ME UP.
AND THEN
Mr Frog loaded my bags into a big black Mercedes and had me driven home by RL's very own driver.
Literally, the driver told me he had just driven RL somewhere right before me. Nuts!
I'm so excited (and scared) to wear all my shiny new threads!
I have never owned a $300 shirt before and now I have three!
OMFG!
I must have really good karma right now or something.
Thank you Mr Frog. Thank you St Regis. Thank you NYC!
