i want to prepare you now for what i will look like after i’ve been photographing your wedding for a couple of hours. no matter how tamed/wrestled into submission/subdued i have my hair before i leave the house, approximately one nano-second after i start climbing around and shooting from different angles…my hair does…that. hottttt, right?
*those glasses courtesy of puppet mel. stay tuned for an explanation.
*i did not drink the champagne whilst working. it was given to spencer (who knew what aramaic was! AND that there was a difference between modern and classical/koine greek) to my left or maybe mel (not puppet mel) to my right. i can’t remember. the important thing is that i didn’t drink on the job. (i so totally cannot hold my liquor.)