Lessons in photography (LA Version)

Last night was one of these nice little LA surprise nights. You never know what happens. Suddenly at the party Rufus Wainwright sat down in the living room and sang like a nightingale. We did not see him the whole evening and felt a little stupid since we did not recognise him when he was standing next to the falafel mountain in the kitchen. But my friend and I were busy learning  another useful LA lesson. Two people explained the principle of “pruneing” to us. Everybody looks best, when you say the word “prune” shortly before you get photographed.” said one guy and the girl next to him agreed. “Good thing people don’t do duckfaces anymore.” The duckface, that’s what we learned, is comparable to the Zoolander-Lips, that are tightly pressed together, trying to imitate a model face/model look. “pruneing”, said the guy form Nashville. “You can’t go wrong, it will save you.” What happened to “Cheese”, when you are getting photographed? It’s dead. We tried “pruneing” for the rest of the evening. It actually doesn’t work! You look like a sick duck. So we kept our “Euro-mouth”: lips closed, brain is on, smile, when the camera is gone.