Happy Friday afternoon… err evening, darlings!!! So ummmm… this post? Number one, I couldn’t be happier that this is how we’re going into the weekend. But I must warn you, it got *very out of hand* around the beginning area (like right now, here) and then it started to pick up speed like so many cartoon snowballs and I’m sort of warning you of this fact before you grab your late afternoon latte and jump in head first. Helmets save lives.
Oh wait, how gauche of me – how’s your day been going so far? Good? Bad? Erratic? Sexy? Clean? I certainly hope it’s one of the good ones in that list. Preferably sexxxxy, eh? Eh?? (Do I need a nap or something? What is going on with this phrasing Alison?) Focus Alison, focus.
Ok, NOW, here’s the thing. We *have not* featured Boudoir in waaaaaaay too long. This is a fact. Terrible, right? But given the demand for it that we’ve been hearing from so many of you, I’m fixin’ to change that whole bidniz TODAY-STYLE. A) Because this kind of loveliness exists…
And B) because so so so so sooooo many of you (seriously, so many!!!!!) have let me know, both via email and on Twitter, that you were inspired by what you found in the section that that little Boudoir button up top there takes you to, that you booked a boudoir session of your own as a result. I. love. it. when. you. tell. me. that. Even a magazine editor or two (TWO) have let me know that they scheduled their own boudoir sessions straight up because of the inspiration they found herein. So, uhhh, as you might assume, this is MODERATELY EXCITING for me. Seriously, OH MY BALLS, you guys!!! My heart is so happy to hear such things. I love that we’re inspiring you to do things OUTSIDE OF YOUR COMFORT ZONES. LOVE. THAT. Whether or not you want to share your pics – that part doesn’t matter. It’s when peeps do things they wouldn’t normally have considered doing; that’s what toots my horn. (Not Bam’s horn though; it’s peanut butter that toots his horn. P.S. – his horn is silent AND deadly.) And what do I love even more? When I hear that the sessions went so amazingly well, and you’re so glad you did them. You guys. You don’t even know. You don’t even. It brings me close to tears (← TRUE STORY) when I hear such things. Ok, yeah WE GET IT ALISON, you’re thrilled we’re stripping down in front of cameras WHAT’S YOUR POINT. Well, first off, excuuuuuuuuse ME.
But fine, I’ll get to it. What are we up to today? Well…
You might remember a post I did waaaay back yonder, where I mentioned something about American Apparel and the inherent ridiculosity that makes their brand so intensely recognizable. ‘member that, folks? Yeah yeah, I know – their leggings are occasionally very functional, a staple in my youth I will admit – but the rest? Pure insanity. Their designers – all American I understand? that’s the point? – their designers are most certainly on hallucinogenic drugs while they draw, laughing at us the entire time. And just look at the ads they put out (fyi if you click that link, it’ll take you to nudity on AA’s site, so, fair warning. Also, don’t bother. See below, the PG-13 version, which I’ve doctored):
Well, that same day that I blogged this, I had a fun/weird/totally typical for Alison conversation on Twitter. And it seems, the weirder the conversation, the more fruitful it is, when it comes to my Twittersations. Case in point: here’s a little convo I had with my now friend Danielle Fletcher, of Boudoir On Film, immediately after she read that post. It was of course, on Twitter, where all hyperbolic Truth or Dare gauntlets are laid. And it started off with a little extra jab at American Apparel the day I dropped that aforementioned post onto the internet’s face. (Linked to it if you need a refresher, though you don’t need a refresher to get what follows.)
RT @theknottybride: Seriously, American Apparel? Are you being serious? http://store.americanapparel.net/do-it-with-disco.html
RT @boudoironfilm: @theknottybride haha… YAY!!! I smell photoshoooooooot! :D
RT @theknottybride: @BoudoirOnFilm Dude. If you put on a photoshoot featuring the hot pants, I will raise you a feature on TKB of. that. photoshoot.
RT @theknottybride: @BoudoirOnFilm P.S. – … I’m so not even kidding. #idareyou ;)
RT @boudoironfilm: @theknottybride it’s a deal.
RT @boudoironfilm: @theknottybride ps. Neither am I! Give me about 4 weeks. 2 weeks to plan and get a model, 2 weeks for film. It’s BROUGHTEN!
… Funny thing. Because today, it has been BROUGHTENIZATED, for your faces to consume. Danielle and I hope you like. It’s The Hot Pants Shoot (that’s what I’m going with) complete with additional looks and situations, all of which are amazeballs and worth staring at endlessly. We totally hope it inspires you. :)
First, here are some words from Danielle, to fill you in on her process not to mention her unwavering love for the work she does…
Boudoir is my life. I don’t think in timelines and group shots and cake cuttings (well, maybe the cake, yeah). I think in vintage clothing shopping, beautiful light, lacy lingerie and emotive poses and expressions. It’s safe to say my mind, heart and TIME are consumed with… creating images that will move me. And for that reason, I don’t compromise. I offer one type of photo shoot and it is a full day with my hair/makeup artist and my wardrobe by my side. I work on location only so that I am constantly provided with creative inspiration. When I began shooting Boudoir, I followed a formula simply because I didn’t have the confidence to think I could succeed doing it ‘my’ way. The changes came in rapid succession and I noticed the more I did what I loved, the better my images got. I also noticed my clients were trusting me more and giving me more freedom. After years of building my business, my clients have given me more joy than I ever thought I would have. I hear “Just do your thing, I totally trust you” and “I’ll do whatever you want. Seriously” on every shoot I do. I keep thinking I might wake up from this dream… I get to play dress up with beautiful, amazing women and take photos and laugh and create art. And laugh some more. And I’m not gonna lie, there’s lots of high fiving and screaming and jumping up and down going on when I know I nailed a shot. I honestly can’t think of a single thing that beats that experience. Please don’t pinch me. Not just because I might wake up from this dream but because I REALLY hate being pinched.
Ok, here we go. Can you pinpoint the hotpants? ;)
And now… I present to you… Hot Pants Made Hot. Danielle, everyone else, I didn’t think it was possible.
This is why I love you, Danielle. BRAVA, sisterfriend. BRAVA. :)
Ok, let’s cool our respective jets before we go today, with a little thing I like to call your Friday Edition of A Day in the Life of Bam McPup:
As you guys know, we took Bambino McPuppyPants on as an intern here earlier this year. And it’s been working out alright… I mean, I guess. Ok. What am I saying here. I’m lying to your faces. If I’m honest, I have to tell you, he’s a pretty terrible intern. Like, worse than summer interns who are the relatives/friends of employees at the company. Like, worse than your toe if your toe was an intern. Because I bet your toe is nicely pedicured. But Bam’s fings? His nails have gotten a little too long, and his typing is suffering for it. I have to proofread everything he writes. Eh. Vruh. THUH. And don’t even get me started on the quality of the work. He applied for an internship – you’d *think* he’d want to be involved in what we’re trying to accomplish here, amirite? Well, the kind of crap work he’s been leaving for review on my desk has been lackluster at best. All “Best Dog Toys for Your Dog to Enjoy While You’re Having Your Ceremony” and “Top 10 Ways to Get People to Bring Their Female Dogs to Your Wedding” and “Best Summer Books 2011.” Last one’s not even wedding-related. It’s crap. I can’t post this stuff!! He’s been one big disappointment after another, blogging-wise.
So. This is how you feel?
Oh, Bam. I – I’m sorry. I didn’t… I didn’t know you were there. But ok, now that we’re into it, yes, this is how I feel. Sorry. I meant to have a sit-down with you next week. But yeah, here we are. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to find out this way.
No, it’s just, y’know, finally. The truth comes out.
Awww Bam. Bam, I’m sorry. Believe me, I love you. This isn’t a personal thing.
I HAVE MY ROPE WE PLAY NOW YES?
I – well, I mean – I g- I guess we can, play now. But, weren’t we just getting into how–
MY COUSINS HAVE ARRIVED WE PLAY LIKE I’M CHOKING YES?
Ok yes. Yes that sounds great, Bamela. That’s sounds real, real great.
[Disclaimer: NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED IN THE MAKING OF THESE IMAGES. My niece and nephew are very creative and like to act. Promise.]
Ok, so have at it. We can talk about anything. Anything at all. Here’s a topic if you’d like one: How awesome is Danielle Fletcher? Not just for single-handedly making American Apparel’s hot pants look GOOD, but for generally being such a cool cat. Serially, you guys. SERIALLY. I love fun people the most. You? :)
Oh, and fun fact? Danielle just today said this: “I can’t stand it. I need to play with your dog. mmm.. no, that sounded dirty. Shoot! Oh, I’d love to shoot him too! ugh! : /”
Well, I’ve been calling him Bamela and Bamica lately, if you haven’t noticed, so a teddie doesn’t feel like that much of a stretch at this point. Let’s put our heads together…
xoxo! – Alison
P.S. – Remember that news about the photography giveaway? Well, it’s that we’re announcing MONDAY!!!! Sit tight, lovelies!