During the two hours we meeted and greeted, Heather stood in these shoes:
In fact, she’d been wearing them since noon, when we left the hotel to present. She did not whine a single time, and only whimpered once.
So the next time you find yourself wondering why you can’t pay your mortgage with your Internet Website, don’t ask yourself where you’d find ten hours a day to take photos of suburban life, balance batteries on your dog’s head, and write detailed essays about Al Roker’s nipples. Ask yourself whether you’d be willing to stand in 5 inch heels for seven hours while greeting 200 people you don’t know.
Next time I present somewhere, I’m wearing 15″ lucite stilettos. I apologize in advance if my feet bleed on you.
I spent Tuesday taking head shots for the folks at Adaptive Path. These are the portraits that won’t likely make the cut for professional head shots, but I love them nonetheless:
Derelict library in Istanbul, taken by Omaar
Favorites from Chernobyl Tragedy — Ukraine, a flickr set by axiepics:
Favorites from Trespassing, a flickr set by nathansnider:
This is Hank looking doleful at his first birthday party. He was alarmed by the volume of birthday wishes headed his way, and confused by the flaming cake, but everything worked out in the end.
The party theme was Balls!, and one of the guests brought him two. They were wrapped next to each other in tissue paper, and were spectacularly graphic. It’s possible all of us will pay in the next lifetime, but for now we’re enjoying ourselves.