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some shots of her looking gorgeous) usually was. I recruited Lisa, a
beautiful five-foot-five brunette with doe eyes and pouty lips, to model,
and we headed up to Port Costa. Port Costa is a remote little town in the
East Bay that if one didn’t know better, could seem like it was solely
occupied by Hell’s Angels. There’s a bar called the Warehouse with four
hundred beers and a stuffed polar bear, a motel, and that’s about it. The
motel was an old converted brothel, each room named after a working
girl, like the Bertha Room or the Edna Room, and this was where we
shot. The backdrop was a mix of awesome antique floral wallpaper and
dumpy sofas from the ’80s, and the light was hard, on-camera flash
softened by the hazy sun filtering in through the window. I even made a
cameo as a model in a couple of the shots, and we had a total blast.
Many people assume that working from home is like a vacation,
where you get to do what you want when you want. This was not the
case for me. The demands of eBay put me on the strictest schedule I’d
ever endured. Because my auctions were timed, there were very real
consequences for missing deadlines. The prime time for auctions to go
live was Sunday evening. If mine went up late, that meant my customers,
who were likely waiting to pounce on my latest batch of vintage gems,
might end up disappointed, instead giving another seller their business. If
I took too long to respond to a customer inquiry, she might get impatient,
choosing to bid on something else. Shipping orders out late might result
in negative feedback, and if I didn’t steam and prep all the clothes the
night before a shoot, there wouldn’t be time to get through everything in
one day.