The perfect Imperfection

Pictures

I pulled up to the studio with Siber in the passenger seat. I decided to bring him along since he was behaving and had been at home all day. I grabbed my bag and let Siber out, and we walked into the studio. Siber went onto one of the sets and jumped on the couch, and curled up. I just laugh and start setting up a set and back drop for Kayla. I decided to use a regular green screen so I can choose a design later. Easier and quicker. Easier because people can't look at the one back drop and say 'I don't like it.'  Well when it's a green screen, they get to spend hours of their time picking a back drop. While I wait patiently. I set up and take some practice shots. Adjusting the light and some minor touches. I make one last adjustment and hear a knocking at the door. I turn to see a young Hispanic girl with pale skin, shoulder length hair with highlights, and wearing a t-shirt and some jeans. I could tell her pant size and bra size from being around models so long. She was a C cup, and had a size one in pants. And they still looked loose on her. She didn't really look like a model. She was short. No taller than 5'4. If that. I walked over to the door, unlocked it and look at her.

"You must be Kayla." I said, and offered her my hand in greeting. She took it and smiled. She had perfect white teeth. 

"You must be Tyler." She said back. "My aunt has told me a lot about you." She looked up at me and smiled.. "But she didn't tell me you were so tall." She walked past me into the store. I chuckle and stretch a little. 

"Yeah, most people are shocked when they see how tall I am, and always ask why behind the camera and not in front of it." I explain, and stand next to her. "What kind of shots would you like to do?" I ask. She gripped her red purse nervously. 

"I umm...not very comfortable showing my body..." She said shyly as she blushed. My jaw dropped. A model who doesn't want to show off her body....Odd...I clear my throat and point to the clothes rack.

"We can have you model for jeans then. Go pick out your size and find a pair of shoes. We need to advertise some jeans anyway." I picked up my camera as she slowly walked over to the clothes rack. But Siber barked and ran over to her. She jumped a little and turned to see Siber galloping towards her. 

"Hi puppy!" She squealed. Siber stood on his back legs and put his paws right on her chest. Smart dog...I chuckle.

"Siber come here!" I say playfully. He turns and runs towards me, and he jumps on me. I pet him a little then he runs back towards Kayla. She laughs and squeals. I saw her smile naturally. Her natural, genuine, real smile. Not this fake smile that models make, but an actual smile. Then it came to me...

"Kayla." I say suddenly. It made her jump and freeze, and Siber looked at me as well. "Uh..." I was thinking and speaking. "Go get a winter coat and some winter boots on and ummm..." I look around like an idiot. "Put them on and then come back to me." I turn towards the set and look for a fan and some fake snow. I set it all up, and then turn to Siber. "Come here boy." I held his face in my hands. "You are amazing." I whisper to him. But he just perks his ears up and whines a little. I just laugh and kiss his head. I grab his collar and wait for Kayla.

She comes back with a plain black sweater with a hood, and some black Ug boots. She was also wearing blue skinny jeans. "Is this good?" She asked. I looked her up and down. Her hair dropped in front of her chest, and her curls bounced with every step. 

"Looks great." I say and smile. It was very simple. Very modest. But yet, she pulled it off. I look at Siber and chuckle. "This is my dog Siber, you met him earlier." I look back at Kayla. "He's going to be your picture partner tonight. Is that ok?" She just squealed with delight in reply and jumped up and down. 

"I'd love to take pictures with your puppy!" She said and ran over to the set. 

"Ok, no call for Siber." I had my camera in one hand, and Sibers collar in the other.