I turn up to the studio… my hair is still soaking wet from swimming in the Bay only 20 minutes earlier. In an effort to be on time, I skipped the sauna and now I’m shivering. Basically, I look like a drowned rat. My friend Brett is a professional photographer and today he’s taking photos of me in his studio. No pressure.
Stripping down to my swimsuit, Brett hands me a tub of Vaseline. I’m instructed to rub a layer of Vaseline over my body. Then his girlfriend, Shannon, will spray me with a water bottle to make it look like I just got out of the water.
Brett begins setting up the lighting equipment while I’m left alone, with a tub of Vaseline. 5 minutes later Brett and his girlfriend return. They take one look at me and can’t stop laughing.
Standing very proud, I’m currently covered in a very thick - INCH THICK - layer of Vaseline. Vanilla scented Vaseline no less. Dollops of the petroleum jelly “adorn” my hands. Unfortunately I'm not as pretty as I think.
Hardly the sexy model, I look more like a 2 year old left alone with a tub of paint. It’s not pretty, and it’s definitely not sexy. Give an open-water swimmer a tub of Vaseline, and we automatically go into “swim mode;” layer as much of that stuff on our bodies because it may just be the one trick that keeps us warm.
Lots of paper towels later (to wipe off 99% of the Vaseline) and numerous sprays from a water bottle, the fun really began...
Our favorite shot is now featured on his website, Hilly Collective...