“Amber Lee, Leper of District Three” anymore. If nobody could see it, I could pretend it didn't exist.
I put the rest of my wardrobe on then went about fastidiously putting my hair up and fastening my pink wig. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath then I looked up to the mirror and opened my eyes. “There she is,” I whispered. Amber LaLanie had come out to play again. I smiled at myself, much better.
I looked at the door while I fought off the silence booming all around me. What must Kylee think of me? Now that she has seen the real me? I stepped over then opened the door. Taylor came in immediately and started fussing about with the outfit and two others followed her in. They were the hair and makeup people. “Umm... I do my own hair and makeup.” Gawd, I sounded like one of those high maintenance divas that Kylee had joked about.
They stuck around and gave me “pointers” as I did my own. But, they didn't need to know what I was hiding under my foundation and they certainly didn't need to know I wore a wig. I could see Kylee sitting out in the hall, cute as ever, with her iPad up and a grin on her face. I couldn't look her in the eye.
Finally, Kylee looked at the time then stood and motioned her head to me that it was time to get on the set. I excused myself from the ladies and joined her in the hall. She snickered. “They were like hover-drones in there.”
I snorted, against my will, and glanced at her. Her eyes were trained on me. Those damn dimples were threatening to kill me. Finally I broke and smiled back, locking our eyes. “I'm pretty sure they think I have a diva complex.”
She grinned a self satisfied grin and said to nobody in particular. “DI-VA.”
“Hey now traitor.” I bumped her hip playfully as we walked to the group standing on the stage.
She smiled nervously and said, “I'll be right over there if you need anything. Good luck Amber.” Then she shuffled off to one of the chairs off to the side of the set, filming the whole time with her iPad. So I stuck my tongue out at her and she scrunched her nose at me in retaliation.
Skylar and Kimi stepped up to me. Sky greeted me with, “Hey Amber.” Kimi with her emotionless mask added, “Hi Pinkie.” I grinned at them both as the other talent all congregated.
They were wearing Victorian dresses from the nineteenth century. I whispered, “What no sexy elf outfits like they tried to get me into?”
Kim snorted and Skylar laughed. “Oh no, they tried. My wife here had a little something to say about it.” I grinned at that.
The producer and director spoke about this set a bit. It was basically a background choir shot that would have many camera angles, dolly shots, and sky cams that they would edit for transitions later. They would pipe in the track for us to sing along to for more realistic takes than straight lip synching. They would take separate close ups near the end of the shoot. Soloists would be shot on Monday.
They also informed us that there would be a production meeting with each artist on Monday to present storyboards and schedules for our individual number video shoots afterward. That would lay out our time line for the next couple weeks. Oh joy, two weeks or so of doing absolutely nothing, with like two days of actual shooting.
They positioned us in the virtual winter wonderland with the green screen backdrop that would have a winter shot of a little town down in a snowy valley inserted in post production. I got to stand next to a cute little snowman. Go me!
Before I knew it, fake snow was falling and they were calling action as the music played. We had an awesome time singing the background choir. We all played off of each other and had a general blast. Three takes later they filmed us kicking snow and having mock snowball fights with each other, or tossing brightly wrapped presents back and forth. Then we sang portions of the
I put the rest of my wardrobe on then went about fastidiously putting my hair up and fastening my pink wig. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath then I looked up to the mirror and opened my eyes. “There she is,” I whispered. Amber LaLanie had come out to play again. I smiled at myself, much better.
I looked at the door while I fought off the silence booming all around me. What must Kylee think of me? Now that she has seen the real me? I stepped over then opened the door. Taylor came in immediately and started fussing about with the outfit and two others followed her in. They were the hair and makeup people. “Umm... I do my own hair and makeup.” Gawd, I sounded like one of those high maintenance divas that Kylee had joked about.
They stuck around and gave me “pointers” as I did my own. But, they didn't need to know what I was hiding under my foundation and they certainly didn't need to know I wore a wig. I could see Kylee sitting out in the hall, cute as ever, with her iPad up and a grin on her face. I couldn't look her in the eye.
Finally, Kylee looked at the time then stood and motioned her head to me that it was time to get on the set. I excused myself from the ladies and joined her in the hall. She snickered. “They were like hover-drones in there.”
I snorted, against my will, and glanced at her. Her eyes were trained on me. Those damn dimples were threatening to kill me. Finally I broke and smiled back, locking our eyes. “I'm pretty sure they think I have a diva complex.”
She grinned a self satisfied grin and said to nobody in particular. “DI-VA.”
“Hey now traitor.” I bumped her hip playfully as we walked to the group standing on the stage.
She smiled nervously and said, “I'll be right over there if you need anything. Good luck Amber.” Then she shuffled off to one of the chairs off to the side of the set, filming the whole time with her iPad. So I stuck my tongue out at her and she scrunched her nose at me in retaliation.
Skylar and Kimi stepped up to me. Sky greeted me with, “Hey Amber.” Kimi with her emotionless mask added, “Hi Pinkie.” I grinned at them both as the other talent all congregated.
They were wearing Victorian dresses from the nineteenth century. I whispered, “What no sexy elf outfits like they tried to get me into?”
Kim snorted and Skylar laughed. “Oh no, they tried. My wife here had a little something to say about it.” I grinned at that.
The producer and director spoke about this set a bit. It was basically a background choir shot that would have many camera angles, dolly shots, and sky cams that they would edit for transitions later. They would pipe in the track for us to sing along to for more realistic takes than straight lip synching. They would take separate close ups near the end of the shoot. Soloists would be shot on Monday.
They also informed us that there would be a production meeting with each artist on Monday to present storyboards and schedules for our individual number video shoots afterward. That would lay out our time line for the next couple weeks. Oh joy, two weeks or so of doing absolutely nothing, with like two days of actual shooting.
They positioned us in the virtual winter wonderland with the green screen backdrop that would have a winter shot of a little town down in a snowy valley inserted in post production. I got to stand next to a cute little snowman. Go me!
Before I knew it, fake snow was falling and they were calling action as the music played. We had an awesome time singing the background choir. We all played off of each other and had a general blast. Three takes later they filmed us kicking snow and having mock snowball fights with each other, or tossing brightly wrapped presents back and forth. Then we sang portions of the
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