The Hair

It came together today, for better or for worse. A little bit more research wish list browsing late into the night and a phone call later this morning and I had bought myself a Sony 50mm f1.8 lens. I picked it up just before my girl went off to the hiardressers. Perfect. Whilst she is still resisting her beauty, she did want to see her hair and how it looked. Tyra and Nigel step this way please.

I can't believe how scared I was. Was it buying the lens or spending the money which worried me most? Is this a sign of age? I am always telling my parents to stop bloody saving and spend everything they have (which really isn't much). I have always believed that life is for the living and so long as you stay in control its ok to spend a little every now and then. Let's face it, I could have bought the £600 lens, but I didn't.

So I am left wondering if I am afraid because I now have to prove that I can master this new baby and push my photography skills on a bit further? Hmmmm - Perhaps.

Anyway for the moment, and before the traumas of the rest of the day hit me, my girl and I had fun. After my girl said - 'Oh, did I tell you the hairdresser asked if I would like to do hair shoots and model for her?' How lovely, I hope she does, it can only boost her confidence.

Now, I wonder how much a reflector and studio light cost? Maybe I want a ring flash? blah, blah, blah, always running before I can walk.



p.s. internet problems are making life more complex just now so apologies
p.p.s. I spent half my time with jk10's voice (which I have never heard) in my ear saying, move round, don't forget the shadows under the eyes and the nose - so much to think of that I plain never saw the shadow under her chin! next time.