Jen Napierski and I finally got the same modeling job for our kids. It was not the dreamiest job, but knowing that we could hang out together, made it worth going. This job was at the Yokohama Super Factory, where Emma filmed her Bridgestone Tire commercial. Not sure about the studio's motto, "We Create Monsters", but I guess it is pretty appropriate.
This was for Fujitsu, the same electronics company Jonas did the telescope shoot with at Mt. Fuji. Only this time, there was a famous Japanese movie star, Takako Matsu. She is like the "Angelina Jolie” of Japan (see photo below), where most of her family is also in show business.
Anyways, because she is famous, she has a strict contract about who is permitted to see or be near her. So, all 30 of us parents were required to stay behind a HUGE white curtain. We could only see what was going on if we lay on the floor and peaked underneath (which sadly we did).
Here is what they looked like when parents were not permitted to help.....
complete MAYHEM.
(Note, Jonas is the kid sitting on the floor playing with something and Ava, Jen's daughter, is offstage crying).
Here is what they looked like when Moms were finally allowed to help...
PERFECTION
I love this "behind the scenes" look at the Moms directing their kids, doing whatever it takes to get their child to perform. Check out the super nutty lady laying down in the front. Doesn't she have a clue how ridiculous she looks? She took the job to the extreme.
Ha ha, it is my friend Jen... and I love this photo. This is proof that she was the ultimate mother who sacrificed all self-respect for the sake of her daughter's modeling career. She is super fabulous.
Jonas was given "Scooby-do" clothes to wear....
"Hey Shaggy, your wardrobe is calling"
Here is the final advertisement...
can you spy Jonas?
Jonas is in the back and Ava, Jen's daughter is in the front left.
This post would not be complete without detailing our ride home. It was the ride from H-E-double-hockey-sticks. We picked up a Taxi in a rural part of Yokohama. The taxi driver, bless his heart, spoke ZERO English and had no clue how to get us home. We knew we were in big trouble when he was confused at the mention of Roppongi, one of the principle cities of Tokyo. However, he was determined to get us there (even when we kindly offered to get out and find another taxi).
He was also pretty funny. Along the way, he randomly threw out English phrases that made no sense.... "cool guy", "nice place", “loving you”, "having fun time", and "high five". Come to think of it, he may have picked up these phrases from American conversation hearts, ha ha. Nothing short of a miracle, two and a half hours later, we arrived home (only an extra hour and a half, no big deal... uggghhh). He was so PROUD he clapped and cheered and so did we. He was darling!
