Wednesday, August 29, 2012


We've all taken pics of our drunken friends or our dogs in a tutu, but the BRUNCH girls know that real photography takes skill. Its easy enough to drop a paycheck on a decked out Nikon and snap shots of a grinning baby or an average landscape, but don't think any outcome is Conde Nast worthy. Because its easy enough to throw on a pair of black leggings and matching tank with like black-framed glasses and a pair of chucks and get into virtually any event you lost your invite for we appreciate this activity as simply because it requires little to no qualification to deem yourself a "photographer." Ovbi we've seen our share of photos that make us gape long enough to need a dose of Burt's (whether in horror or awe) but don't show us snapshots you've taken at your fat cousin's wedding and expect us to be impressed.

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