Day 2 of fashion week



Much better, not only did I manage to hit up most of them, I also ate some kick pizza, and mastered the art of crossing the street.

One casting I left because they put me and a couple guys in one room (we showed up REALLY early) and then after 45 min they were like "your meant to be upstairs..." so when we got up there there were 100 people... I left, not waiting any more for that. From then on it kicked ASS.
Got everywhere early, hit up everything fine, got 7 out of the way by 13:00. I even fell asleep on the bus and missed a casting, missing it was the best thing ever, it then lined me up to hit all the rest in order. Worked out pretty good. Going alone is so much faster then in a group, never have to wait, never discuss directions, always make your own choices.
Then... I ran into a fellow Canadian, and he followed me. I walk fast, almost a run actually. Means I get places before other people. When I was walking with him I slowed right down, and made my first mistake, Listening to someone else's sense of direction.

It fucked me up. I got screwed up. My plan went to shit. I had to ditch him..,

When I did i got everything back on track, hit up another 2 castings (making a total of 10) and then another one (11). I get to the centre of the city where I had saved all the big name castings because they were within about 2km of each other. Started hitting them up anti clockwise because the times they were ending seemed to work best that way. First one I get to is ok, but 200 people waiting (2.5 hours to wait at least). So I make a choice and skip it because I figure if I can hit 2 in that time, I have a better chance of $$$. The second one I get to ended at 17:00, but my sheet said 17:30 so that sucked. Even trying to charm the woman at reception didn't get me in (she looked at me like I was speaking a different language or something. Weird huh?)

Then I hit up the Burberry casting. I get there 30 min early, instead of with 30 min to go (like I was expecting) so I end up in being 5th on the list. Nice. When the first 5 of us get called upstairs I ended up in standing around and talking with these 2 wardrobe guys for 10 min, then it was my turn. I head in, they like me, they tell me to try on some clothes, I get the pants on and do... nope they don't fit. I get the shirt on, and one of the wardrobe guys forces the clip shut on the pants and hands me a pair of shoes to wear. So I bend down to pull on the (really nice shoes) and POP, off comes the clip and the button on the pants. Stuart 2, Expensive pants 0. So I stand up after putting on the (AMAZING) shoes, and walk to the wardrobe guys and say "Yea, my fat ass broke your pants..." they laugh and tell me "Don't worry, theres a jacket, nobody will notice". Sweet. So I head back in, they get me to walk (in the sweet shoes) and then some more pictures, and on my way out someone says something along the lines of "The pants look nice" and then I hear a murmur about a button... The wardrobe guys ratted me out, and the designers didn't care... sweet.

I think I did 11 or 12 out of 15 or 16. Now for 7 tomorrow, they should be done by 1. Hopefully I will break more pants before I come home (and not get charged for them).