Feeding the people at the very end of fast food lines, clothing those who missed the last department store blowout sale, making street performers dance the robot – there are many important acts of charity that we’re called to daily.
But is any more important than bringing the sexy back to photography?
I think not.
Thankfully, Rosemary was at Robby’s Annual Christmas Party, doing everything she could.
And it was no small effort.
There was clicking and posing and lighting and bending.
(It was sorta like a lightening bug swing dance.)
(Which needs to be made into a Pixar movie immediately.)
(Your move, John Lasseter.)
Thus was sexy returned to photography, and all was right with the world.
Until roughly 12.3 seconds after this photo was taken, when I tackled Rosemary and forced to her pose with me again and again and again.
And if you think I’m exaggerating with my use of the word “tackled,” well, there is photographic evidence.
I’m just not sure I’m ready to show it to the world.
Clearly I’m in charge of bringing awkward back
And I’m doing quite well, if I do say so myself,
If you still can’t get enough of awkwardness and high school friends, then here’s where I wrote about being too weird for gift exchanges. The following year there was a similar incident, cementing our roles as gift exchange outcasts.
And if you don’t want to read any of those, you should definitely click the Pixar link above, because Pixar always brings the awesome.Bringing Photography’s Sexy Back