Thursday, February 23, 2012

star struck

We were two hours and sixteen minutes early, second in line.  Fumbling with my badge, I could feel excitement seeping through my pores.  Can people smell that? I took a quick whiff of my shirt. No.  Then my excitement quickly mutated into anxiety.  I turned to Heather, “If I pass out, you have to go on and get it signed for me.”  Her face became serious and she nodded, “We will get it.” Slightly relieved, I looked at my watch, two more hours. 

 “Girlz, I wouldn’t even let Tim Tebow cut and I’m suppose to marry the guy.” That’s what the girl behind us said as she leered at the passing people.  The line behind us grew fast and defenses emerged to preserve places in line.  At that point, I came to realization that being star struck was an epidemic.  Non-photographers and photographers alike were clawing for the opportunity to hear her speak.  Someone asked me if I knew what her topic was on.  I don’t know and I don’t care.  Whatever it is, it can only help me. 
“Are we sitting in the front row?” I hadn’t thought about that. I was too busy role playing in my head how I would go about asking her to sign my EXPOSED magazine.  You see.  This will be the first time I’ve asked for an autograph.  So I wasn’t sure if I was suppose to pick the page or if they picked the page.  And if I should hand them the sharpie already uncapped or let them do that.  And while this dilemma festered in my fantasy world, the girls around us started to discuss consequences for people who would try to plow ahead of us to get to the front row.  WOW.  You’d think we were going to see Justin Bieber or something. 

Well…she is like the Justin Bieber of the photography world, but with way better hair.  I sat in the front row soaking up her every word.  Once in awhile, I looked over at J to give him the did you hear what she said? look.  And of course I’m greeted with we’ll talk about this later eyes.  She has been such an inspiration to both our business and personal lives (at least for me).  Yes, I know she spelled my name wrong, but so does half of the country.  What I did take away from hearing her was that I needed to change something, anything in order to take steps toward success and happiness.  So.  I’ve decided.  To join the circus….I’m kidding.  But seriously, stay tuned.  Some awesome changes are coming our way. 

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2 comments:

  1. I'm SO embarrassed...did I really spell your name wrong?! I BLAME MY DYSLEXIA!! ;)
    Thanks for your support...I can't wait to see the big changes coming from that beautiful head of yours!

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  2. Love this blog! I know that the day is going to come (sooner than you think) when I'm standing 2 hours in line to hear what you have to say. When that day happens I'm going to be telling the people in line with me that I've known you since you were a photog-infant and then I am going to revel in their envy. Oh such joy.

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