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Monday, June 18, 2012
There are many fun things that I get to do as an intern at a magazine publishing firm. I get to choose wedding gowns for photoshoots (bridal magazine), write articles about dogs, cats, guinea pigs and fish (pets magazine), and get very chummy with excel spreadsheets.
Well the last part's no longer my taiji. HAHAHAHA sorry Ellena. She's a part-timer that got hired to take over my data entry burden (seriously I was contemplating suicide). Gary and Fanix, our in-house graphic designers, actually just know her as 'Data Entry' because they can't remember her name.
I might be tempted to laugh, but it's hard to do so when I am known as "Ee-sah-biao" because Gary mangles the English language like how I disgrace Mandarin. On my first day he told me, "My ang moh no good." I then proceeded to attempt a conversation in Cantonese, which he's fluent in. It was like me trying to play basketball - nothing went in.
Anyway, out of all the nice things that I get to do, one of the best parts is meeting the celebrities when we shoot them for our magazine spreads.

Contrary to popular belief, I actually wasn't star-struck when I met Bobby Tonelli. Somehow the people at work think that I prefer the Might of White to the Asian Invasion.
But Mr. Tonelli just wasn't my cup of pao pao cha.
K he doesn't look very nice here HAHAHA but I can't really find a nice picture of him. I have a mini celebrity crush on Zhang Zhenhuan but NO ONE UNDERSTANDS.
Comments on the above-mentioned photo:
Joyce Yap: HAHAHAHAHA
Isabel Chia: Go away HAHAHA
Beulah Li: Actually he rly looks very cheena hahaha [5 likes]
Chloe Ting: Why does he look like that
Isabel Chia: Whatever happened to 饮水思源 [1 like]
Isabel Chia: We all drink from the same Yangtze River [2 likes]
Chloe Ting: Isabel, stop. [1 like]
And yah the conversation kinda ended HAHA.
Anyway, we were shooting him for the Suits Special of our bridal magazine. I was originally meant to stay in the office to finish my heap of work, but the editor let me go because he knew that I liked Zhang Zhenhuan. He also knew that I liked going to photoshoots held at restaurants because I like eating the refreshments that they provide HAHAHA.
But anyway. May I just emphasise that I was nothing but professional because I think it's so lame to be fawning over someone. So during the photoshoot, I was just doing what I had to do. Organising the suits, labelling the cufflinks, assisting the stylist...
And then my editor just HAD to strike a conversation with him with me only a metre away.
"Eh Zhenhuan, my assistant here was SOOOO excited for today's photoshoot! SHE IS YOUR BIGGEST FAN!!!!"
I think at this point I nearly dropped the borrowed Hermes watch that I was holding into my glass of water. Apparently I turned really red like a tomato (hi samuel) and sputtered something. I can't remember. This is one of those things that my brain voluntarily chooses to shut out from my memory bank.
Then while Zhang Zhenhuan was modelling and the camera was snapping away, my big boss tapped me on the shoulder.
"Isabel, his shirt is a little crumpled around the chest, can you just smooth the blazer down at that area?"
And in my head I was like "Am I even supposed to do that?! What if he cries MOLEST?!"
But I went ahead anyway, and told him (very professionally) that I needed to smooth the crease. And I did it (very professionally), before returning to my place behind the camera and whipping out my phone to text Beu.
Me: Just touched Zhang Zhenhuan's chest
I know you're judging me, but please don't exhaust all your condescension on me - you have to leave some for Beu, who replied in a matter of seconds.
Beu: Omg HAHAHAHAHA did you squeeze his moobs? Got PEETURE (picture) or not!
I thank the good heavens that no matter how gross I am, Beu always manages to outdo me. There is hope for the continuation of the Chia line. There is hope.
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