My Photographer (Diggy Simmons)

Photographer

"Another day another dolla!" I said as my feet hit the floor. It was all of 5 a.m and I was called by my boss Onika. She had a meeting with her lable and she wanted me to come capture the moment!

As tired as I am I could just go back to sleep but with her being the "queen of hip-Hop" I knew I had work to do, plus she paid me a pretty penny for every photo that she liked!

When I say a pretty penny I mean five thousand per picture. If you guys were wondering yes Onika is Nicki Minaj herself!

I'd been working for Nicki for almost two years now and I must admit I can't remember the last time I got a full day of sleep! All of those pics that you've seen on Facebook,instagram, and twitter that she's posted over the past 2 years are shot and edited by yours truly Alexis(me)!

I showered brushed my teeth washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was all over the place! Loose curls everywhere!

I threw my hair in a sloppy bun. I grabbed my black and white loose Chanel sweater some black leggings and my black and white sneaker heels. Something comfortable.

I grabbed my bag with my camera in it, my iPhone 6, scarf black leather jacket headed out the door. I threw my black tented ray band shades on to hide the obvious bags that rested under my eyes as I made my way to the car.

Once I hit the outside the wind damn near blew my little petite self away.

My driver helped me get into the black Ford SUV and off to Onika I go!

Once I made it to Nicki she was already getting dressed. She sat in her Vanity as her make-up artist beat her face, I immediately unwrapped myself took my camera out and started to take photos.

"Oh Alexis you made it on time!" She said looking at me through the mirror.

"Yes of coarse" I smiled as I looked through some of the pics I just took.

"O.k. the meeting will only be an hour long, and then you can go back to where you came from" she said nonchalantly. I furrowed my eyebrows and mentally rolled my eyes at her.

"Okeedokee!" I said putting on a fake smile.

The person I worked for two years ago is totally not the same person two years later. The more she blew up the more of a bitch she became. If the money wasn't as good as it is and my clientele was booming I would have been walked out on her, but it is what it is!

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After the meeting and photos she picked out 6 pictures that she liked out of over a hundred pics I took. Once I was done editing them the way she wanted I saved them on a heart drive and gave it to her. She wrote me a check and I was good to go!

The quickest thirty thousand within the hour! I packed up my things and headed out the door without even saying goodbye!

Back to my place of peace! My bed well the hotel bed!