I had so much fun shooting with these two. Just watching the twin dynamic was a beautiful thing. I’m not sure they realize it, but they are constantly reading each other through a thousand little glances back and forth. It was so cool to witness.
And they kept talking about me behind my back, but right in front of me. They were kinda mumble-whispering stuff back and forth right in front of me and I know they were talking about me. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I knew they were talking about me. And they just kept doing it, even after I called them out. “I’m standing right here, ladies. I know y’all are talking about me.” And they just kept right at it, even as I was complaining about it. Twins are bad. Really, really bad. Sha-mone.