Spoiler alert! If you're an avid reader of "Southern Living" and joyously devour each issue as soon as it hits your mailbox/local newstand and you absolutely relish the element of surprise, do not read further.
For all others, please note that our little town of Smithville and its resident fashion house, Patricia Wolf Designs, will be featured in an upcoming spring 2009 issue. This morning, we hosted a photographer from this literary staple of the South (which ranks above "National Geographic" and "The New England Journal of Medicine" in terms of influence, at least in my estimation) as she snapped photos of myself and two others cavorting on Second Street clad from head-to-toe in Patricia Wolf pieces.
Allow me to be perfectly clear: While I still think Tyra Banks is certainly not smarter than a fifth grader, she does have a shred of my respect now. Modeling shoots are tedious, uncomfortable, and really bring every ounce of insecurity you ever had right out there for the world to see.
I was wearing a turquoise ankle-length skirt and long-sleeved shirt made of a silky synthetic blend that, trust me, did not allow the skin to breathe in a Texas summer, although I would appreciate its insulating properties on a crisp autumn evening. Layered over that was a gorgeous chocolate-brown suede jacket. To complete this lovely but seasonally-incompatible ensemble, I wore turquoise cowboy boots that were a half-size too small.
Despite the discomfort, I actually had a great time! The photographer was easy to please and encouraging, my fellow models were delightful, and the designer was very appreciative of our efforts. Having said all that, my photos could very well end up on the editing room floor...if so, at the very minimum I scored a sweet pair of jeans out of the deal which really makes me stoked since I'm all about bartering whenever possible.
In other news, it's homecoming week! The varsity team played tonight since it appears that Hurricane Ike will be making an uninvited appearance tomorrow night. Just when I thought I left the stress of hurricane season in my rearview mirror when we moved out of Houston, I didn't consider how the evacuation traffic patterns could really shut down our region. Personally, I'm getting a good chuckle watching Geraldo Rivera reporting from the seawall in Galveston...he's getting pummeled by waves every five minutes. For a guy in his 50s (60s, perhaps?...I haven't looked him up on Wikipedia), he's very agile as he is accustomed to dodging punches and airborne furniture. So although he hasn't lost his footing yet, it's just a matter of time. I'll wait it out.
And by the way, the Smithville Tigers are now 3-0...their best record since at least 1998. Since the Aggies and the Texans are going to have supremely disappointing records this year, this is the last shred of joy I will find in this football season.
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