Rachel Profiling

Hello, I'm Rachel.

Writer/editor. New Mexican tumbleweed blown east to skyscraper country.

Right now, I am working on a book about F. Scott Fitzgerald, Sheilah Graham, and Hollywood in the 1930s. It will also contain a lot of drinking, powder blue suits, dances at the Cocoanut Grove, betrayal, gossip columns, crazy ladies, secret Jews, film lot moguls, and Dorothy Parker quips at funerals. If the world is still around then, it should be out from Random House around 2014. So let's hope the Mayans were wrong.

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Apparently, people are hiring professional photographers (along the lines of Todd Eberle) to shoot their homes (ala high end shelter magazines) for hanging on the walls or binding in self-indulgent coffee table books. I smell a trend piece!

My faves is Ms. Julia Butler who says, “Much in the way you might have portraits of your children taken, we wanted the same quality in a photograph of our home.” Then there are the photogs who shoot homes, and then return them to the owners with “a lot of retouching— garbage on the street and telephone poles can disappear in a flash.”  And then the pictures are hung…in the same home. Meta!

So basically, it’s like making your kid wear an airbrushed photo of themselves all the time. Good thing houses have no feelings.

Posted at 4:34pm.

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