Private Jets, Champagne, and Other Everyday Events

Fly:

verb:  to move through the air, usually by use of wings

adjective:  cool, in style, hip, trendy

Wanna know how lucky KB and I, your little JennyP,  were last weekend?  I’ve started writing as a contributing editor for HauteLiving.com and I’m allowed to pick luxury topics at my discretion.  So, since I’ve found rather quickly that places hand out perks to press, I’ve been circulating the day spa realm for a bit, getting pampered and primped, and then decided to look into private planes (I mean, if you’re gonna get perks, let’s just keep it gangsta folks).  I contacted SunCountry Flight Services and the owner, Jeff Baber, invited me and “my photographer” (KB only, sadly KJ had a family function she couldn’t miss but we missed her!) to join him for an afternoon of flying.  Sounds pretty cool, right?

OH MY GOODNESS!  This turned into a photo shoot with me in 70’s rocker garb, private jets, a flight out of town for lunch, and flying lessons where I flew us to Payson and KB flew us back.  WHAT??!!!!  This day was pretty much a bucket list topper!  Who on earth gets to fly a jet out of the blue for free one day????  Like Kanye says, welcome to the good life where you pop champagne on a plane.  My goodness this was a remarkable moment in my life!  If you can’t tell in these phenomenal pictures, I’m giddy with ecstatic emotions!  Counting my blessings left and right.  I’ll let KB tell you her side, I’m still dizzy with excitement!  Here’s the link to the article I did up for them, PrivatePlanesHauteLiving, although I think they got the raw end of this deal…I mean, they got an article while I flew a jet.  I flew a jet.  Insanity…onto KB.

Hey, hi! kb here! I’m with Jenny… this fancy little rendezvous was an adrenaline rush I’ll probably not stop talking about anytime soon. As always, I’m up to my eyeballs with school fieldtrips, shooting/editing sessions, and piles of laundry… Oh, and last week I FLEW A PLANE. Life as usual =)! Jeff, our trusty guide and pilot/owner told us to not think about it too much… keeping the wings level and flying straight is something your brain can naturally balance (unspoken: if you don’t freak out). And it seemed to work. The less I stressed about what my hand needed to be doing on the control to avoid crashing us to smithereens, the smoother we flew. I’m sure there’s a “keep-it-simple and your eye on the horizon” life lesson in there somewhere. Aside from every small gust of turbulence or wing dip “woopsie” causing me to nearly bust out in maniacal giggles, flying straight and not crashing into the mountains did come totally natural! I’m glad we made it home safely and have some fun pictures to show for it. Our JennyP can not only write, organize a studio like it’s nobody’s business, and keep us looking good on the fashion front, she’s also a full on hottie patottie. She makes high-noon/bad lighting look GOOD…