Quebec City

Jeeze, its been awhile.
Life has been intense. Ups and downs. trying to juggle, school, work and life.
By the time i get home from work, I eat, and try to get things done, but mostly just look at random things online, or looking up zombie things.

Moving on.
Quebec City bitches!
My first real job in the glamourous life as a makeup artist.
5 girls, One hotel room, and one fuckin great road trip.

I remember that week, I was hardly sleeping at night, due to stress (which still lingers)
So 4 hours sleep, then on the road for about 3 hours.
Ozone hotel and bar, was actually really nice. The set up was amazing, and guys were Hot. haha
Girls in quebec city sure love their bronzer. They use it like its going out of style. Hard to put white makeup on a girl who uses orange cream on her face, which doesn't match the rest of her skin.
20 girls. 20 guys.
The makeup was really easy. Stressed for nothing.
Snow storm delayed the whole process, but great none the less.

Off for a quick dinner at Cosmos.
Then back to the room for a little break. Which consisted of downing some booze, and a quick change.
Back to work.We had to apply the lipstick on the models right before they went on,which had to be done in the bathrooms (you have to know how work in any kind of space) Guys were peeing while we did makeup. Awkward. We were now down for the day!

Show wasn't bad. I was so proud of our work, we all were.
I had great people to work with, the MUA not the models, who were picky about everything.
Then came the partying till 3am. Missed class the next day, and a 3 hours car ride home.
Ending in what almost was a horrible incident from a sandwhich left under the seat in the car.
3 hours of heat blasting, resulting in the worst smell imaginable.
As soon as we parked the car in Montreal. We found it. I was gagging, laughing, and crying at the same time. I almost threw up, and thats very unlike me.
Perfect way to end the trip.