I am creating the imagery for the company emails to invite everyone to the event. We came up with the idea to do some paper dolls - where a Two Degrees person is thinking of the different outfits that they can wear to the party. So I'm using paper dolls that I found on the internet to trace, then create their past, present and future outfits.
The female doll was easy because there are a TON of paper doll websites out there for old ladies who, for some ungodly reason, find it "fun" to collect paper dolls. I found a modest female doll to trace and went forward with her fun outfits.
Then I was told to do another version, except this time with a male doll. This is where the creepy part comes in. It's once again not too hard to find male paper dolls, but most of them are characters from Jane Austen novels. I needed to find an initial doll that was somewhat modern since we had to start out with a current Two Degrees Doll - thinking of what they would wear.
I had the hardest time finding a damn doll until I came to a listing titled: "La Vida Loca Latino."
No, it can't be. Seriously?
If you were thinking what I was thinking, you were thinking of Ricky Martin and his "Livin la Vida Loca - come on!" song. And if you were thinking that, you were correct.
If you thought I found it creepy that I found a paper doll that portrayed Ricky Martin, you're only partly correct (which I have to say, that since it's only partly correct is the saddest thing ever).
Before I divulge the creepiness, let me make sure you are all familiar with Paper Doll- workings. If you remember correctly, one begins with a cardboard, 2 dimensional doll standing erect on a paper stand. From there, you "dress" the doll by cutting-out different, pre-drawn, 2 dimensional outfits and "tab" them on. The reason why I mention this is because it's important for me to point out that since you're dressing the doll in it's new paper outfits, the Cardboard-Standing Doll is usually wearing only its skivvies. Most of the time, these undergarmets are pretty conservative.
But not with the Ricky Martin Paper Doll, no.
Obviously, some old woman had quite the crush on the Latin pop star, and intricately drew his six pack, his chiseled thighs and yes, the outline of quite a large set of family jewels hidden beneath an extremely tight pair of thighty-whities.
So now you're thinking - "oh she felt creepy because she had to look at the Ricky Martin wang drawing." - and once again, sadly, you are only partly correct.
Remember how I mentioned that I had to trace these figures in Illustrator? SO - here's the creepy part (finally). My monitor faces a big window which gives a straight line of view to the consultants working in the office who aren't on another job. Although one has to be standing to look into it, if the person, say, needed to get a cup of coffee or go grab a printout from the printer, he/she could easily look into this window and see that I am tracing a Ricky Martin drawing with a HUGE package which they can probably see from 20 feet away.
I probably wouldn't of mind if everyone knew why I was doing this drawing. BUT, this invite is for the people on the 19th floor, who are having a separate party from our floor - the 20th.
So everyone thinks the new girl has a thing for Ricky Martin Drawings in his underwear. I guess that will be "my thing."
"Hey, could you go grab that color palette from the 'Underwear-Ricky-Martin-Drawing-Girl? Thanks"
