Just wrapped up the shoot and I've gotta say, I'm a bit thrown off. The model shows up with her own Polaroid camera, starts snapping test shots like she's directing the damn thing. I mean, I get it—everyone's got their quirks—but come on, it's my studio. My rules. Still, gotta hand it to her; the candid shots she took before we even started rolling were kinda raw, kinda cool. Or maybe I'm just tired and need coffee.