When Introducing a Fresh Business, Deliver A lot of Cigarettes for the Zombies Underneath the Bridge
These item was to arise in a Miami magazine (which shall remain anonymous) that never got beyond its first issue which was to include an account on a Miami chopper creator, a jeweler, and a nearby swimsuit developer. The parentheticals are my comments after-the-fact.Let me show you a story about a young person who got up early one morning trying to find a market and finished up on the address of a is six o'clock on a Sunday morning. The sun still is not up and I'm waiting below the Watson Island connection between Miami and Miami Beach feeling a little stupid keeping a bejeweled bra within my hand and a little uneasy seeing the displaced growing from the shadows with the stray cats. I'm there to take the cover and pin-up pages (ok, therefore it was not quite politically correct-- at the least we presented both genders), alone in the dark with the rodents, the cats, displaced zombies buying a smoke, and an over-the-top bra in my own hand that would make a jaded Vegas showgirl impression with envy.The bra consists of red polymer and covered with Swarovski deposits. It's on loan from the downtown jeweler for the photograph shoot which, God prepared, will happen in a few minutes. I am looking for officers patrolling the area but you can find no actual because it is too damn early!I know my belief in humanity has been tried. The photographer who'd agreed to do the capture, bailed at the eleventh hour. In desperation I turned to Dennie and DK Cody of our first cover was shot by Cody Photo who. They agree to support me and suggest we plan the capture for 6am under the bridge to get the morning light on the downtown skyline. That probably had some thing to do with Dennie's pioneer nature bloodline (he's a of Buffalo Bill) where no-one ever gave a thought about getting out of bed before sunrise.I know the Cody's will show, but I'm not sure about the others. They have never been never met by me. I have only talked for them over the telephone. Knowing that they are exchanging their time limited to advertising and copies of the journal makes if they will actually present me wonder. The longer I stand there alone at nighttime, the less I am sure they will.Dennie and DK will be the first people to appear out of I that wasn't asked by the darkness for a ryo cigarette or cash. I hear myself paraphrasing the Cowardly Lion, "I do believe in people, I do believe in people." Now, if only the rest may present so I could shake free of my Cowardly Lion tail: the manager of Miami Choppers who agreed to deliver one of his true custom cycles down to the capture, and the models.Patrick Jones is the first design to arrive. All the way from Ft. Lauderdale. He turns out to become a good man with plenty of enthusiasim for so early each day. I think he is from pioneer stock also. Before long, Miguel Suarez and his charming spouse Yami of Miami Choppers get up with the initial light of your day and personally I think my trust in mankind rising with the brand new day's sun.Since the pin-up pages are simple, full-pages devoted to a Dude" and "Dame," we start firing Patrick on the cycle instantly to catch the type of light only insomniacs, milkmen, smart anglers, producers, buffalo hunters, and people surviving in Ft. Lauderdale who have to get up early for the drive in to Miami will see. An hour later I'm beginning to believe our Dame has sometimes cancelled without telling me, or is lost. You can only cause a guy many ways on a chopper before it becomes difficult to prevent appearing him for some type of gay publication-- not that there's anything wrong with that as Seinfeld and Castanza have reminded us over countless reruns.Home is only a quick drive away. I opt to return and see if I could get hold of our feminine type via an email. I call her cellular phone, while I'm on the web. Still nothing. I have not a clue where she is. I push right back thinking we can not just have some guy appearing in the newspaper. We're already skating on politically improper thin ice because it is what with pin-ups for crisesakes, but having not and only a man a woman actually could paint an alternative sort of image of what the newspaper is about. Therefore, it's with great relief when I turn onto the dirt road beneath the bridge that I see Dennie speaking to a lady. I am unable to believe it, but our style finally arrived! I park, leap out and hurry up to move her hand but the dude stops me short with "I am maybe not her." I look at Dennie. He is grinning broadly. Seems this girl was looking for the fish industry on Watson Island. She'd gotten up early to score some fresh catch supper that evening. She grew up in Miami but had not been back in a decade. The city moved the fish market and the commercial fishing boats, because she was away. In the small amount of time I was away, Dennie convinced her to offer for our magazine.She is just wearing flip-flops, shorts, and a t-shirt-- and number makeup. But we do not care. She is lovable, clever, and has a great self-deprecating sense of humor.And she is daring, the kind of temperament that says "yes" to new adventures; the kind of person that's served this publication get published (Little did I am aware that this courage was not provided by the publisher). She's great. Her name? Alecia Walker. She is on a break, visiting her brother in Miami. Her home is in Maryland where she performs as a Surgical Technologist.Within minutes we've her ditching her shirt and carrying the "bejeweled bra." I know it was designed to be, when I begin to see the light bouncing off those Swarovsky crystals. If we had shot the photographs with Alecia any earlier, we'd not need gotten that astonishing result. Contact it serendipity-- I can't forget about my Cowardly Lion tail long enough to state it was supposed to be. That might be assuming a lot of. Only time will tell. (I made the mistake of letting go of the end at the launch party for the magazine that used this shoot weekly later ).I may also not promise if you say "yes" to the magazine your life will change for the greater. I actually do not know how being on the address of our magazine and getting the next ever Downtown Dame will make your lifetime better, but preferably for this small lively Ms. Walker, the Cody's, Patrick Jones, and the Suarezes, something good will come out of expressing "yes" to us (or at the least to me).