Oh marriage, why must you take my sister away?

This lovely lady is my little sister, who is getting married in two months. I don't think it has hit her yet...she is going along in her ladidah ways. But it has started bothering me a bit..she's such a pretty little darling creature....and soon, I won't be able to follow her around the house while she eats, showers, changes, puts on her makeup....I won't be able to bounce my silliest ideas off her on a daily basis...there are so many won'ts. But I guess it does happen to all sisters....and people survive....hence I shall survive. Maybe this will be the start of a new type of relationship with her...with new secrets and rituals and gossip and laughs...who knows.
Until then, I shall be sad and happy at the same time...

Some people are just good on camera

Some people are just made for the camera. My ex-roommate Amina was amazing on camera. Haidar is also great with his constantly changing poses. Shiraz, too, is interesting as a subject.
And then there are others who, no matter how hard they try, are terrible on camera. A. is one of them. His poses are always the same, and his body is always frozen in space. My other best friend, L., is also terrible on camera. Her smile refuses to surface.
This all makes me wonder...back in the days of high art, how did painters choose their subjects? Did they look for a beautiful lady to model for Venus, or Nike? Or did they just pick their mistresses? Could a lady volunteer to be a model?
Oh how much I would love to be somebody's muse!