The clothes in the washer machines. Me sitting in the laundry room (4 days after planning the trip). It was aproximately 30 minutes left until the clothes was done and I had braught a paper and pen for some strange reason... and then it came, like a lighting ball had hitting me down, the whole short film.
I saw the whole short film in my head and after I started to write it down... A girl looking for her destiny through; sex, fashion and art (what's the difference when everything is art, I ask myself; why categorize?), and in the end... What do you think happens?
Anyhow, the question was then how would a afford this trip and where could I find the ticket? I showed my friend the first draft on the script and he said we must and can do this. The only question was how the hell were we going to get in contact with Lady GaGa or someone that knows her. Indeed, this idea was sick and we actually said to ourselves "we are going to laugh at this in a couple of days, that we actually thought about doing a movie with lady gaga". However, something said to us "YOU CAN YOU CAN!". Thus we kept on, we tried to hussle a ticket, we thought about the swedish director who did GaGa's paparazzi music video.
We found the director's who did GaGa's paparazzi video office adress here in Sweden. Our nerves were getting electric chocks like a dead person that doctors try to bring alive.
We stood outside of the officew gate and you had to press in a code. "Shit!" we thought and we started to hit the buttons on the little box where you press in your code. It opened! Me and my friend whent in and hit another code box and it also opened and then we met his secratary...
Holy shit! Stay tune for more info!!! next post tomorrow swedish time 19:00!!!
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