Despite all the vegetarian food I prepare, inspiring memes I distribute on my social media platforms and the hard work I put in to promoting ethical consumerism and sustainable living, I am still only human.
I’m far from perfect.
Like everyone else, I have faults. These faults also show up at the worst times.
Case in point: last Sundays supposed romantic day out.
I had been burning the candle at both ends; completing assignments, freelance work, gardening duties, working on another of my fiance Ben’s business ideas and trying to keep up with my newfound status as Domestic Goddess. So it came as a surprise to no one when I fell sick. To top it off, it was also that time of the month.
On Sunday, I was feeling a little better so Ben suggested we head into town to enjoy the day. I decided we should check out the local market which is something we had been meaning to do. Not content to just relax the day away, I decided to put on some makeup, don some ethical clothing and do a photo shoot while we were there.
Two words: bad idea.
We went to the markets and were disappointed with the offerings including the food, so we decided to head to the pub.
My tiredness, impatience, stubbornness, indecisiveness and irritability reared their ugly heads. It culminated in me shedding a tear (or many). A sure sign of hormones as I am not known for being a crier.
By the time we got around to doing the photo shoot, I was in no mood to get my picture taken.
Instilled with a great work ethic (thanks mum) I pushed on.
SO NOT A MODEL
I’m not exaggerating, it was the worst vibe at a photo shoot ever. No laughing, no joking, no flirting.
We often argue when we collaborate as I’m usually accusing him of being an amateur photographer (“you need to give me some direction, I have no idea what I look like..!”) while he’s accusing me of being a hopeless model (“I shouldn’t have to tell you how to pose, you’re the model, you should be practicing in front of the mirror so you know how to do it…!”) but this photo shoot was on another level (to be completely honest, Ben is a better photographer than I am a model).
With my bad attitude and incessant questioning of his creative direction, I’m sure Ben was ready to call it quits and vow never to work with me again. He didn’t.
As difficult as it was to do, we finally got through the shoot. Each time is painful, but this time was extra special. I’d never cried before.
I have to give it to Ben, he is a truly amazing, patient and supportive man and I could never have gotten Eco Warrior Princess to where it is without him. Even in my crazy state, I know a wonderful human being when I see one.
The entire experience was extremely taxing, but the emotional electricity may have helped to unleash Ben’s inner genius because in my opinion, he took some of the best ethical fashion images he’s ever taken for the blog.
Which goes to show that conditions don’t have to be perfect to produce great work. It’s the passion and discipline you bring to the work that matters.
Anyhow glad another photo shoot is over. I still can’t make up my mind which one is worse: doing photo shoots or vlogging (you can find my YouTube channel here). Who thinks modelling and talking to a camera are natural? I bet no one. I certainly don’t.
But writing is; writing is as natural as breathing. Well I think so anyway, do you?