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    Spinners!
    Thursday, April 05, 200710:01:00 AM 2 commento
    So I got a call from one of those telemarketing peeps and I was about to slam the receiver when I realise this is nothing like those annoying "sit in a presentation before collecting free gifts" sort so I'd give it a shot. Its a free makeover trial :P (I'm not gonna name the studio as I refuse to give them free publicity)

    I was punctual for my appointment and the receptionist made me wait another 20mins or so. I notice a bunch of peeps that came in after me were in the same time slot as I am. I thought they had enough staff to entertain that many but we're all made to wait.

    When it was my turn, the receptionist escorted me to clims the stairs, 3 floors up, and I find myself in a pretty decent looking studio. I was assigned to a make up artist and she did a good job basically, she will never pull something that I may not like without asking first. I can even have second thoughts and be a bitch about stuff, she;ll still gladly fix me up.

    Then it comes to the hair and I have no clue what I wanna do. She offered to neaten my rebonded hair and I thought it'll be fun to go curly. I wished her luck to work on my thick hair and she laughed. Once its done, I wasn't that excited about the hair. Maybe I'm not used to it, and I had problem styling it. She smiled and said "Trust me." In 2 mins, my hair is done and I felt like hugging her. She's the kind of person I wanna have around when I got a bad hair day!

    Make up done, hair done, photographer waiting for me in the back room. Scrawny middle age men barely spoke 2 words to me, took control of the whole shoot by asking telling me how to pose. Like HELLO! You're talking to a camwhore here! On the overall I wasn't very happy with the shoot (DOH!) and the sales person I met with after that who tried his darnest might to psycho me to sign up for a package deal.

    I mean, they have to be more realistic, they randomly call people of all walks of life, not accepting walk-in requests, and their cheapest package is like S$2899! Like WTF! Pride... too much pride! And the photos... I get to choose 2 and they burn it in a CD (case not included, only for those who sign up) and its a raw files. I pissed them off a lil' more lying that I'm a designer and photoshop is my forte. I still remember the look on their face.



    Yes, its me, the designer, putting my editing skills to work, in 3 mins I came up with these. Watcha think?

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