July 24, 2014
And… Day number 2! In the morning was more running with Mum, before meeting up with a good friend in the early afternoon who’d be leaving for Tallahassee shortly. It’s already less than a month till we all go back to college. I’m not sure I’m ready yet. It was good seeing him though; I’ve been unfortunately rather asocial this entire summer.
In the evening though… Ah! Shooting a party is vastly different from shooting the grand opening of an event, because it consists of a number of different elements, one of which is people getting steadily drunker as the sun gets closer to laying its weary head beneath the horizon.
I tried my best to follow the photographer’s motto of, “be seen, don’t really be heard, and actually try not to be seen either.” Unfortunately, being one of the youngest photographers there—and smartly dressed too! Black Lacoste button-down, black J. Crew trousers, black socks, black Dolce & Gabbana Oxfords—led a few people approaching me to constantly ask me for their photos.
I’ve found that my most creative outlet came with photographing the DJ there; she was (un)surprisingly down-to-earth and soft spoken, and her relationship to the environment was pretty neat, especially given the variance in dress between her and the guests there.
That being said, I’m about 70% sure that some of the younger members from the architecture firm who worked to designing the hotel were checking me out.
Not that I blame them.
I was really smartly dressed.