I complained a lot today

Classes were great this morning, got a ton done at school. Then work was normal, fun as usual. Lunch was a disaster. Shoot turned out well, I'm floored we finished seven looks in four hours, but hey, everyone was amazing. But the party we were trying to shoot around? What a disaster. It was the Fashion meets Finance party where guys who work in finance go to try to meet fashion industry girls and vice versa. What a clusterf-. Seriously. Liza and I were joking about how these guys ought to be required to wear their net worth on their T-shirts. Thank god we had a reflector to hide behind most of the time. The poor models we were shooting -- as we were walking one of the models from the floor to our room, some crazy guy grabbed her arm and shouted, "DO YOU LIKE SEAFOOD!?" Liza and I's first instincts was: Protect the model! So we totally body-blocked him. We are a good team. I've been awake for 18 hours now, and been wearing creeepers for 17 of those hours. Time to lie down. Night night.
"Observe Everything. Always think for yourself. Never let other people make important decisions for you." — from Bad News by Edward St. Aubyn