It was the end of the shooting day, and we spotted the old ladder resting up against the back of the barn. Let's do a set over here, we thought, eyeing the vine winding up the side of the ladder and the blanket of lush greenery beneath it. Several poses came to mind - maybe she could peek out from behind the rungs, or sit coquettishly on the bottommost one. Maybe she could even lay in the grass and let her long legs stretch up the rails of the ladder. When we ran these ideas by her, she bit her bottom lip. Well...she said...I like those ideas, but you see...I've had poison ivy fourteen times, and I'm pretty sure that's what's at the base of that ladder. So out came the yellow wellington boots so she could walk through the dreaded patch, and brown shoes for her to get her footing properly before flinging them off. We would have moved onto another location, but Alece was such a good sport, she was more than happy to cling to the ladder and pose from the safety of her wooden perch. It wasn't until after the shoot that it occurred to us to ask...fourteen times?