Thursday, March 12, 2009

Relax, it's Palmolive!

Chalk up another major life experience. There was skydiving, hot air ballooning, singing on stage, and now ... manicure.

They made me do it. For the photo shoot. The nail tech there gave me the full treatment -- exfoliation, then she stuck my hands in plastic bags then stuffed them into electric heated mittens. Weird. 

And apparently I have ridged nails. Which apparently is an undesirable thing. She filed and buffed them down and shined them up and, I swear, they kinda hurt today. A little.

Other than that, the photo shoot went great. My biceps were too big in the clingy sweater, which is nice to hear. I guess it was distracting from the product, so they're going to fix them in post. Seriously. And they were amazed at my ability to laugh on command, a skill that makes me feel like I'm really shallow. (When I first started doing these photo shoots I would think hard about something funny. Now it's total Pavlov -- they say laugh and I'm in stitches.)

All in all, an awesome day. Three or four more just like that one and I should be all set for the year.

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