Say Cheese
March 9th, 2006
As part of our public relations push, our publicist Jeannine has instructed us to get head shots done for our media kits. I am not even crazy about having a media kit - it smacks of corporate culture. I am far less thrilled about having to sit down with a photographer for a series of pictures. I don’t necessarily mind having my picture taken - I just can’t stand having to pose for a picture. Having to pretend to smile, or react on cue - definitely not my forte.
After visiting the barber shop this morning for a quick shave ($14 well spent), I made my way to my wife’s fancy hair cutting salon. I had the stylist take a couple inches off my locks, pretty me up, and send me off with a bounce in my step. I actually enjoyed spending some time on grooming today - go figure.
Shortly after noon, Brian and I made our way to a photo shop at Roosevelt Field - the same kind of photo store found in thousands of malls across America. Amidst the laughing babies and proud moms, we had our pictures taken by a newbie - a recent employee from neighboring Kaybee Toys. After settling on a picture that I hated the least, we had to pay $23 per picture. What a rip-off. Luckily, they turned out to be too expensive to produce en masse, so we are having them redone by somebody with more than a handful of days on the job.
Before the next photo extravaganza, I plan on having a nice lunch, coupled with a Stoli on the rocks (or two). Maybe that will help keep me less rigid. Any other ideas to help are welcomed…
March 10th, 2006 at 1:59 am
A $14 shave and I bet you felt like a million bucks. I’ve started to do the old school barber shop once a month now. I’ve been trying to go on Saturdays just after the gym. There is something to be said about getting a haircut and a shave. I tell people here in Los Angeles that I do this and at first I get a weird reaction. They then ask me where to go. I am surprised I don’t hear about more people doing this. It really makes for a relaxing and enjoyable experience.
As for your photo experience, I think I remember my sister and all her little 13 year old girl friends going to the mall in the late 80’s, getting all dressed up for their glamour shots! Sounds like you and Brian had some good times.