There’s nothing more comforting than a gay photographer. Maybe it’s just my wrong perception but my gaydar can’t help beeping whenever he’s around.
K9 took pics of me for a magazine several days ago and the result was remarkable. I’ve had pics done with a couple of other photographers before. Their port folio would be full of girls over the number of guys, which is almost never there. I would always be left with just doing whatever I want and the photographer taking pics whenever he thinks he gets the right angle. K9 was different. He would be pretty precise about what he wants; my pose, my shirt or just the way I was smiling. Working with him, I spent more than six times with him adjusting my shirt, handing me a tissue or other things he could to make me look good.
Impressed, I chose K9 for my album cover shoot. I had a meeting with him today and I was telling him about how his work made my pics look quite internationally qualified. I wasn’t really talking about my looks and it was more of his work I was mentioning but I was glad to hear what he had to say next. He said it was actually my nose that made my pics ‘international’ quality and my proportionate body. So, he said I got this Italian nose and he would always make me pose in order to focus more on the shape of my nose and he said that my body is quite proportionate compared to a lot of Burmese models. I didn’t get that. I feel fat. Maybe I might seem taller but his words somewhat boosted a bit of my ego.
Maybe he’s gay and maybe he’s not but somehow I love working with K9 and I’m excited to work with him for my album cover.
Chinese weddings are awesome!! I was out with DoubleA crew for TTM’s bro’s wedding. I guess this was the first wedding for a long while I enjoyed attending. For once, I wasn’t jealous and I wasn’t that envious of weddings much. Not that I don’t want to but I just know my time is yet to come with the right person one day and my mind’s not really fixated on future planning. There were two presenters; a woman who speaks Burmese and a man whose Chinese makes him sound like one of those free Chinese channels from satellite TV. I don’t know why but whenever he speaks, I see a kitchen with hung ducks. So, we had a champagne moment. Loser like me had a water glass cheered but the most awesome thing was when a whole lot of people started clinking their chopsticks on their wine glasses (which actually has water in it). Clink clink clink. I only found out later that this is a gesture from the audience asking the groom and bridegroom to kiss in front of everyone at that moment. I was pretty lucky my glass didn’t break but my clinking was just major loud; it’s fun to cause awkwardness at times. Then, there was this old man, who I believe is a drunk grand-dad from one of the families, who unfortunately succeeded to steal the mic off the presenter and started making comments on the mic. “Kiss on the lips!” “Carry the bride!”. It was a good wedding and I fully enjoyed it.
K9 took pics of me for a magazine several days ago and the result was remarkable. I’ve had pics done with a couple of other photographers before. Their port folio would be full of girls over the number of guys, which is almost never there. I would always be left with just doing whatever I want and the photographer taking pics whenever he thinks he gets the right angle. K9 was different. He would be pretty precise about what he wants; my pose, my shirt or just the way I was smiling. Working with him, I spent more than six times with him adjusting my shirt, handing me a tissue or other things he could to make me look good.
Impressed, I chose K9 for my album cover shoot. I had a meeting with him today and I was telling him about how his work made my pics look quite internationally qualified. I wasn’t really talking about my looks and it was more of his work I was mentioning but I was glad to hear what he had to say next. He said it was actually my nose that made my pics ‘international’ quality and my proportionate body. So, he said I got this Italian nose and he would always make me pose in order to focus more on the shape of my nose and he said that my body is quite proportionate compared to a lot of Burmese models. I didn’t get that. I feel fat. Maybe I might seem taller but his words somewhat boosted a bit of my ego.
Maybe he’s gay and maybe he’s not but somehow I love working with K9 and I’m excited to work with him for my album cover.
Chinese weddings are awesome!! I was out with DoubleA crew for TTM’s bro’s wedding. I guess this was the first wedding for a long while I enjoyed attending. For once, I wasn’t jealous and I wasn’t that envious of weddings much. Not that I don’t want to but I just know my time is yet to come with the right person one day and my mind’s not really fixated on future planning. There were two presenters; a woman who speaks Burmese and a man whose Chinese makes him sound like one of those free Chinese channels from satellite TV. I don’t know why but whenever he speaks, I see a kitchen with hung ducks. So, we had a champagne moment. Loser like me had a water glass cheered but the most awesome thing was when a whole lot of people started clinking their chopsticks on their wine glasses (which actually has water in it). Clink clink clink. I only found out later that this is a gesture from the audience asking the groom and bridegroom to kiss in front of everyone at that moment. I was pretty lucky my glass didn’t break but my clinking was just major loud; it’s fun to cause awkwardness at times. Then, there was this old man, who I believe is a drunk grand-dad from one of the families, who unfortunately succeeded to steal the mic off the presenter and started making comments on the mic. “Kiss on the lips!” “Carry the bride!”. It was a good wedding and I fully enjoyed it.
Listening to: Howie Day - Collide
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