damn

i haven't been this worked since i worked at a restaurant a few years ago. weddings can be rough, but it's all apart of a honest [ehhh, might be dishonest if you hook up with the maid of honor] day's work.


ch-ugh from hieu on Vimeo.

so whose truth do you believe?

here's looking at you

i'm at a personal conflict, and i wonder;

do i steer myself towards a materialized existence?

or

do i attempt to shed myself of what society has already built in?

cause a a700 does look nice paired with a zeiss 85m 1.4..

things i learned about going to the junkyard

• get bug spray. mosquitos love fat piggies with high cholesterol [ahem]
• haggling is a part of life. low ball and don't accept offers for new parts
• they serious about the dogs. be aware, real fucking aware
• don't walk past where it says 'no customers past this point', as the dude that got tackled can attest to.
  

what the fuck have you done?

'bury her out back, along with the dog. i told him, 'piss on the rug one more time, you're fucking dead.' '

face the fear

and stomp the fucker out.

dear summer

suh-weet

i hope thanh doesn't throw his neck around like his dad and his uncle :/

socks

good dress socks are a necessity. the first 4 weddings i did, both socks ended up with big-toe-holes halfway through the event.. until i bought some of these bad boys.

perry ellis, thank you. you saved me countless dollars by surviving grueling weddings which require my go beyond far beyond the duties of standard photography.

last night at the omni hotel for example, the groom's sister was persistent about how cute i was, and repeatedly grabbed me by the arm, stated to those around that she's taking me to her room, and starts to dart off in the general direction of the elevator. so i take a break to get away from the drunk people and enjoy the surroundings of the omni..



i come back, and they're taking her away because she's so inebriated. she grabs my arm and asks if i can come with, but the groom says i have a job to do and it's inappropriate. out of now where, she states that she's going to give me a kiss, and plants one smack on the lips. awesome.

the rewards of a wedding photographer; holed up socks and drunken flirtation.