So Carla says, “You need some headshots.”
And I reply, “OK.”
We communicate very well. Or maybe I was just keeping my pokerface, when in reality I was super-psyched to let THE Carla Ten Eyck try her bestest to make me look pretty.
So flash forward, we’re wandering the back streets of Hartford, taking advantage of Carla’s super secret shooting spots and a setting sun. We laughed. We cried. I posed. Carla told me I had no career in modeling. We had a few beers, and called it a night. Fun aside, Carla’s an awesome combination of talent, personality, and sass! I would say most of her brides start out as clients, but by the end are more like fans of her work. I am, and you should be too… she rocks!
Anyway, here are a few shots from the day… if you want to see the whole post on her site, click here.
[ * blog footnote: 'Sassafrass' is Carla's word, not mine. I think it's important to make that clear. ]
