Beginnings & Underbellies

Ok, so what's the first thing you say, when it's the very first thing? 

Uh, Hi?, 

Uh Hi, it's me LJ?

Or it's me, the super graceful photographer you've seen up and down the beaches of Martin County photographing all those amazing people during the last 6 months. Oh, you saw me, fall in the ocean? Hmmm, well, yes, ok. You saw me trip over the teeniest of a sea shells sending me and the tripod on an amazing 331 choreographed steps of swan lake in clogs, woots and all? Yep, its me. Did I laugh the whole time too? Well, you know I do a lot to get my clients into character.

In the days to come I will drop installments of who I am and what Beauty & the Beach photography is all about, because, it's NOT just another photography company.

I'm supposed to tell you about me, show you who I am so that I attract clients who are, well, like me. The theory is, if you like my style, my photography, my viewpoint and understand my passion and commitment to my business then half of the job is already done for both of us.  Can it really be that simple? I don't know.

Well, this is what all those post recession self starters blogging gurus are telling me anyways, so here I am blinding going to a place that makes me incredibly venerable. (yeah, makes me totally queasy just thinking about it).  Our under bellies are just that.  Under.  Hidden, protected safe from it all. So rolling over and showing it is a wee bit more difficult than I thought it would be.  So here it begins.

First post.

Done.

(Somebody get me a cover up, a robe, a towel, my underbelly is cold.)