I'm a Carnivoristic Vegan : NEW AGENT!

Ah, home at last.  Just finished up the last week in a four-week ongoing camera course I've been in for awhile, with this fabulous director/coach.  Let me tell ya, though -- once you start letting in Gucci-toting Ford models with absolutely no training into an advanced scene study class, you know something is going downhill.  Damn the economy.

But I digress.

I had a FABULOUS week in terms of on-the-team Fabulous-Manager / potentially new Awesome Agent meetings.  I had blogged a touch before about the possibility of a new individual taking me on as a developmental client to supplement my Fabulous Manager's presence.  I met with her for a formal Maybe-Client Meeting last week, and we totally clicked -- she's aggressive, on the ball, smart as a whip, and calculating.  I felt myself around her, though I was still a bit more demure then I would be around Fabulous Manager, as that relationship is far more secure.  I'm quite eccentric and off-the-wall in real around-comfortable-people life, thus I try to feel out situations and choose a "side" of myself to play in each one of them, like most actors or super ambitious people do.

So that was good.  Being [a slightly diluted for-the-sake-of-professionalism] version of myself.

At the end of the meeting, she took my reel and promised to watch it by the end of the week.  I don't hear anything Thursday -- and Fabulous Manager calls to check in.  "Have you heard?".  Nope.  Friday rolls around.  I get a call at 10:24 in the morning from chipper-than-ever Fabulous Manager.  She liked me.  "Loved" me, said Fabulous Manager.  She enjoyed my reel.  She thought I was ready.  She wanted to move forward.

I was thrilled.  So for the very first time this week, Fabulous Manager asks me if I want to meet up for drinks.  We ended up settling on The Spotted Pig as our locale -- and even though it was insanely crowded and loud and relatively obnoxious, Fabulous Manager and I talked and got to know each other on a more personal level -- she's into Sci Fi (who knew?) and so am I... we both love criminal psychology ... it went great.

And after we both departed in our separate directions, I got about halfway down Perry Street before I realized that I simply MUST HAVE A SPOTTED PIG HAMBURGER OR I WOULD DIE... and ended up trotting back, ordering one, and sitting at the bar for the next two hours post making friends with two lively Hedge Fund guys who were terribly interested in my carnivorism and acting experience.

So this Friday, I go back to meet the Awesome New agent, hand over a massive stack of headshots, and formally sign.  I'm super excited.  And earlier on in the day, I have a BUTT-KICKING audition for Lipstick Jungle, too.

Is the chocolate-cake / wine-drinking / damn-the-slow industry slump over?  Oh, I hope so!  Vegan food, here I come!

Totally just kidding about the Vegan, Ashley Avis