With Halloween rapidly approaching, what better way to celebrate the spookiest time of year than with a few horror stories from folks directly involved with the modeling and photography industry. These are all true stories. One of them from a makeup artist, one from a photographer, and one from a model. Credited names may, or may not, have been changed to disassociate themselves from the horror of the scenario that took place. Enjoy!
FOREVER A KISS
I was doing makeup at a winery shoot, and it got very busy. One of the younger models on location helped herself to some lipstick in my makeup case. The one she picked was permanent lip color that’s supposed to last 12 hours. She came back to me after her little shoot and I couldn’t rub it off. I was like “Oh my gawd! What did you use?” When she showed me, I told her, “This was why you ask before you just take stuff.” We ended up standing there, with her mom, literally rubbing it off with alcohol and makeup remover FOREVER! Her lips were nice and plump and rosy for the rest of her looks throughout the day. No makeup required!
Makeup Artist, Fairfield, CA
One of my photography instructors in college allowed me to make up some course work due to a family emergency that put me behind. One of the assignments was a human figure study. I hired a female model out of the school paper and prepared a friends studio for her arrival. When she arrived, I had her disrobe in another room and put on a light robe. We had 15 minutes to kill to alleviate clothes stress on her skin (this was back in the day before digital post work made it an easy fix), so we got acquainted with each other. A very nice young lady, very polite, mild mannered, and somewhat shy. She told me that she had modeled at the college several times. After roughly 20 minutes of talking, I could tell she was comfortable being around me, so I directed her over to where we were going to shoot and I told her to go ahead and lose the robe. I had my back to her at the time, and when I turned around she was standing there with her hands on her hips; naked of course. It took every ounce of coolness that I thought I ever had not to shriek when I first glanced. She had the biggest, meanest, gnarliest, demon-bat wings tattooed around her female business that would have scared the hardest of sinners. It was at that point when I decided to concentrate primarily on her back. I exposed two rolls of film and the topic of her tattoo did not come up once during the entire shoot. But that image haunts me to this day.
Photographer, Seattle, WA
KISS OF DEATH
I remember another embarrassing moment when I did a shoot after dark and the make-up artist slathered a ton of lip gloss on me to make them shiny. well with the modeling lights on me and the flash, it was attracting a lot of gnats and other bugs. We kept being interrupted by the thousands of bugs that flew into my shiny lip gloss and got stuck. It was the grossest feeling in the world having the bugs legs twitch and wiggle on my lips, and even stranger knowing how many [bug] lives were being lost due to that super sticky Mac lip gloss! And what’s weirder was that I was trying to ignore it and every once and a while picked a dead gnat off of my lips and the photographer kept saying try not to touch them its easier to Photoshop them out. That was unusual punishment.
Model, Sacramento, CA
I hope you have enjoyed these first-hand accounts as much as myself. These were selected from many witnessed accounts I have received over the last three years. Do you have a better tale to tell? Find me online (links below) and tell me!