Monthly Archives: September 2012

Ending Line-Ditching on the Subway Platform

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While watching a rerun episode of “Tosh.0” recently, I saw this video of a man falling asleep at a bus stop and then falling to the ground as the glass door he was leaning against opened to allow passengers on and off the bus.

I wasn’t repulsed by the man who stepped over him, because honestly, I’m not touching someone too out of it to realize he just hit the ground, either. And I didn’t celebrate the guy who immediately ran over to aid him, because I figure that guy was the friend who got the falling guy drunk and allowed him to wear those socks. All I could think was how much I wanted to see glass doors like that on the subway platforms.

Just imagine it: a barrier ensuring you could never be hit by an oncoming train after some crazy person bumps into you and knocks you onto the tracks. No one leaning out over the tracks to see if a train is approaching and blocking your view. No trash on the tracks catching fire and causing traffic to stop. Sure, it’d mean no more endless amusement from those videos of mothers letting go of their strollers for just a second and having to jump onto the tracks to save their barely-loved babies, but I’d be willing to deal with that.

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Happy Sixth Anniversary!

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Dearest Kameroon,

Being with you is so fine that you’ve ruined my appetite for everyone else! You’re a five-star Yelp rating, and all other boys are a 2.5 (and they’re only rated that highly because a bunch of tourists from Ohio who didn’t know any better wrote glowing reviews). You’re as lowbrow as Oh! Taisho and as highbrow as Le Bernardin, as cool as Ko and as silly as Mars 2112. Even on your saltiest days, you’re still only as gross as a pickle end.

You are the smoked salmon to my cream cheese, the oyster to my caviar, the jalapeño sauce to my hen-of-the-woods. You are a Sauternes with foie gras and a Lola duck terrine with the finest 2009 Prüm. I want to spread you on Parmesan lavash and eat you with some tomato tea. And then take a kitchen tour and poop you out into a liquid nitrogen cocktail so I can enjoy you all over again.

Who I became over these past six years is made up of you. I don’t regret a moment of what we’ve done together, only that we didn’t get to do more.

Love,
Your Katie-Kay

Buy My Prints at Society6!

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I’ve recently been trying to coerce my blogfriend Lisa of Elembee to use her incredible design skills to create a new Ettible Photography logo for me. And by that, I mean I wrote to her and said, “Please give me some advice about my logo, but do not under any circumstances spend any time making one for me.” And she said, “Okay, cool,” and then promptly started work on the logo of my dreams.

She also encouraged me to join Society6, a website where artists can sell their prints to their adoring public. Mrs. Bachelor Girl and Cassie have both mentioned print-selling to me in the past (god bless you both), but the idea of setting up an Etsy store and printing the photos myself and shipping them out myself overwhelmed me. Well, Society6 prints on-demand and then ships to your customers for you, so I basically just have to post my photos and watch the dollahs roll in.

So, I have a Society6 store, which I’m going to link you to now with this giant logo:

I had some affliction when it came to pricing, because I assume my customer base is my friends, and I want to charge y’all, like, a buck-ninety-five. But Society6 has a base price of a million dollars per print plus a percentage of whatever I set my price as, so I have to charge a million and a half dollars just to make a cent. My much more cutthroat co-workers informed me that I should leave you all in the dust and aim for a clientele full of eccentric billionaires, so I tried for a middle ground that’s affordable for you but will still let non-you people know that I consider myself legit.

Oh, gosh, just talking about this is making me feel dirty.

Anyway, I’m slowly filling my store, so keep watching it if you’re in the market for an Ettible Photography original. And now through September 16th, you can get FREE INTERNATIONAL SHIPPING on any order of my prints using this link.

My prints. Not anyone else’s. Don’t look around the rest of the site.

Thank you for your support, pals!

NYC Fashion Week After-Party with The Set NYC

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Well, it’s the eleventh anniversary of those tragic events that took place on 9/11, and I’ve been a semi-proud New Yorker for more than seven years now, so . . . let’s talk about models!

Thanks to my friend Jeff of the almost-existent J Roll Photography, I met the man behind Talent & Skills, who introduced me to the guys at The Set NYC, who asked me to photograph their NYC Fashion Week after-party/benefit last Friday night.

And I readily agreed, not only because I’ve made awesome connections by shooting events with these guys but also because I always shoot with a diffused bounce flash and really wanted to try out some super-harsh nightclub straight flash and some light trails. I’m still not sure how I feel about it any of it, so you’ll have to let me know what you think. Constructively, not bitchily. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

The venue:

NYC Fashion Week 2012 After-Party

The hostess, Jamie Otis of “The Bachelor”, who was stunning and so friendly:

NYC Fashion Week 2012 After-Party

Guests like David Good, also of “The Bachelor” and also friendly:

NYC Fashion Week 2012 After-Party

A bunch of super-gorgeous models and designers:

NYC Fashion Week 2012 After-Party
creepy light trails!

NYC Fashion Week 2012 After-Party

NYC Fashion Week 2012 After-Party

A frolicking good time:

NYC Fashion Week 2012 After-Party

The entire set can be seen on my Ettible Photography site here!