“THIS TYPE OF FACE is the photogenic face for the French people… you stand out,” said Madame Ambassador as she was pointing to my face, which has blunt expressions.
I was flabbergasted!
Yesterday, I attended a photography seminar sponsored by Photos du monde, which is located in SM City Pampanga, at The Lakeshore. We were putative to come as a class, but only eleven of us came even though fourteen have confirmed.
The seminar was also attended by the ambassador of the OB Montessori. She was a slightly old woman in her middle age, wearing make-up with the noticeable white cream on her face, astonishing eyeliner, and highlighted blonde hair. Her dress was multihued but the dominant color is red, and she was being double-draped with a first-rate thick shawl made of stylish cloth.
I was confused whether I would be flattered or snubbed from what she mentioned. “Was it a compliment?” I asked to my self. I know nothing about the French culture and their taste of “photogenic-ness”.
However, I’ve always dreamed to become French ever since I was a child because it’s marvelous to hear French pronounce their language. Moreover, On ne s’aimera plus jamais – my favorite song – is in French.
Seeing Madame Ambassador contribute in the seminar though she was just also an attendee, I started to think her comment was not odious. She was eleemosynary to share her thoughts to us and to all the member of the audience, as well as to the speakers. I’ve learned a lot from her as I’ve also learned in the not-typical type of seminar. We even had the chance to use their cameras and shot our own pictures and be “models” of our own.
Madame Ambassador told me to pose for a time. She instructed to me to go to the photo studio, where I was photographed by one of our classmate. Before the photo was taken, Garz, another classmate, told me to wear a wig to be more unique in the camera. However, Madame Ambassador gripped and she said, “No. Don’t wear anything. No need... Just stay as you are.” Then she faced the others and added, “He’s photogenic so there’s nothing to add.” Her facial expression was stern.
Hearing her compliment, I thought again, “Is this woman telling the truth or is she just subjective?”
When the photograph was taken, I looked at it. My classmates complimented and said, “Ay oo, photogenic ka nga…” (Then I thought, perhaps, these classmates are now thinking that it had registered to my hypothalamus that that is true although I still dither that they might be joking.) I was really wondering then if what does “photogenic” mean in France.
Abruptly then, April spoke, “Sh*t Al, ikaw na ang susunod na porn star. Magkakaroon na ng Masahista Part 2.”
Then after another photo-shoot, Garz said, “Pag kasi nagpapapiture ka, parang may something na napaka-masculine sa’yo.” This was supplemental to what April said.
Is being a porn star the meaning of “photogenic”? I wasn’t even nude when the photo was taken. Well, perhaps, I need to go to France to find out the real meaning....
That would my next destination. *wink*
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