Sorry honeys (two sons, husband, father, brother) you’ve been replaced by the new man in my life – The Becker. You see, The Becker gets it. He is a great photographer, artist and businessman. Case in point. We do this great job (if I may say so myself) on Saturday at the very cool Roosevelt Hotel for very fabulous and fun clients, Alyssa and Travis. Never mind that the reverand kept calling her Aleeeesa and him Trevor, it was still magic. Becker, was the photographer extraordinaire. Just look at these shots (above and below) and then check out his blog for more fabulosity.
The guy is just smart, go see for yourself. Why is he smart? Because we hired him to do a job and he did a great one. Then, he blogs about us and lists our website for kudos so we can get more clients. He is much smarter than a really stupid photographer in Florida. Let me tell you what happened. My girlfriend in Florida, who shall remain nameless, tried to do a really good deed (she is an event planner) and blogged about a photographer’s work that she had seen. The blog was all positive, the photographer got credit on my friend’s site, etc. You think photographer chick would be thrilled. No. She complains. What a flippin’ idiot. Not only does she complain (my friend’s competition it turns out got the photographer all wound up – no agenda there of course) but she throws my friend to the wolves by talking negatively about my friend on a photography-industry blog. How stupid. The only thing that comes out of positive publicity is more positive publicity or more clients or both. Instead, this yo yo not only guaranteed that my friend will never hire her because she doesn’t understand the big picture, but she also guaranteed that other event planners like me won’t touch this ding-a-ling with a 10 foot pole. Who wants to work with someone stupid? Not me. In fact, I’m putting a hex on her right now. Feeeeeeeellllllll the evil, you evvvvvvvvviiiiiillllllll Florida photographer. In L.A., we love Becker. Smart guy. So there.
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