Cooper and I were asked twice now what we do for fun when we are not shooting weddings. Both times we just look at each other and were speechless. We have tried to come up with something good for a response, but after our trip to San Luis Obisbo we have come to a conclusion: when we are not shooting or working we either a.) spend 5 hours at the nearest outlet store or b.) go out to eat or c.) go to McDonald’s for an ice cream sundae. Yes, McDonalds and yes outlet malls. Pretty sad but also oh so good!
Last Friday we tried to get down to SLO in record time, but accidentally stopped at the Gilroy outlet stores and ended up spending $2987529375 on luggage and white pants. You heard me right white pants. We have three weddings this year that include a white party or require all white attire. Let me tell you, white clothes are hard to find that don’t make me look like this:
Ali in One Flew Over the Cukoo’s Nest…aka a wedding
Actually, a white party sounds pimpin’ (I just said pimpin’! Sounds weird coming from me), but it is just hard when your body is already super white. I guess I will just have to come to terms with being a white mental institution walking stick with a dark brown mop of hair.
Anyhow, while we were in SLO we got to see “The Flan’s Clan”…aka all the fans that have declared Greg as their leader. It was pretty incredible to see how he has established himself as a major player in SLO where both guys and girls throw themselves at him. If you were unable to see his magical photo powers last time when I gave a bum link on my blog, then maybe this time it’ll work. He is AWESOME. In just a year he has developed this huge understanding for the complicated world called photography…he and Cooper talked nearly all 36 hours about camera/tech stuff. Oh, and we finally got to eat a waffle at Linnea’s. YUM! Thanks, Greg. Good times.