It’s a good trait to have.
OK, and if anyone is to poke fun at herself, it’s me. I’m dingy; plenty of the time(Just not when taking pictures, of course!) Don’t mean to be, but I am. Perhaps I need to lay off of the hair chemicals. No, by the looks of the pictures below, I definitely need to lay into some hair chemicals and fast.
Disclaimer: The pictures below are not an attempt at vanity. They are however, documentation that I do exist. My kids one day are going to look back at their pictures and be like where’s Mommy? I’m always the shooter. My husband is the poser and I just don’t exist in our family album. I’m here, really!
The picture on the right is not about me. Note the disc. I’m a Mac user. I arrived in the Cult officially on June 15th, 2008. What is it about that Apple? There is a picture of a guy on the cover a self-help Mac book(no, I don’t know it all, and seek educational materials) with the Apple logo shaved into his head. Talk about strong branding. . . .
Me, doing Zoolander. Burke (my 2 year old) said, ‘Mommy, mad.’ You be the judge.
I’m also a self-professed wanna-be model. Didn’t know that about me, did ya? I know, I know. I hide behind the camera, and I really can’t seem to get past the issue that there is a very limited market for plus-sized short, blond-haired mother’s of two in the 35 and up with straight white teeth and a big nose category. I’m still looking though. So I live vicariously through the lens eliciting and documenting the reactions and playfulness of my brides and models.
I do dream that I’m a high end fashion photographer and I bring that to my shoots and that’s what I aim for. I think very editorial while I’m shooting. So, Sports Illustrated, if you’re looking for someone to travel to exotic locations to do that little swimsuit thing of yours, I may be interested.
Until then, I will stick to North Cackalack and wherever my clients choose to send me.
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