The Accidental Fringe

This is a story about the time I learned to accept circumstances that I couldn’t control.

And God knows I’ve had to learn that lesson a LOT of times before it started sinking in even slightly.

For I’ve ever been a control freak.

Daydreaming about my life. Mapping it out. Making plans.

In essence: escaping from the present.

And so this is a story about the first time I learned a different tactic.

Acknowledge it. Accept it. Move on.

After hurricane Sandy, the New York economy struggled a little bit. Due to the power outage a lot of studios were out of order. Fortunately, I managed to still do some jobs in the aftermath of hurricane Sandy.

In fact, despite the slight hit in NY's economy, I managed to book a shoot for American Elle.

A shoot I managed to arrive 2.5 hours late for because it shared the exact same address with a building that could have been a studio, but wasn’t.

Completely on the other side of town.

Despite this slight hiccup, everything went fine.

Hair and make-up was done, a fake fri…