Bad Boy Stylista- Part 2Posted: July 25, 2013
I was going about my own biz and I spotted John on the other side of the street, walking in the opposite direction. I really wanted a photo of him but I was feeling a little shy so just carried on. Then I thought nah, that’s not good enough. I’ve been praying for boldness (cause I’m generally a big chicken) so I need to “woman up” and just go over there and talk. Well while I was standing there trying to coerce myself into approaching him, someone else came over to chat to me. Not wanting to be rude I listened for a while, during which time I decided that I was going to get my photo one way or another but of course by this point John was nowhere to be seen. I used my spidey senses (?!) to figure out which direction he went in and eventually caught up with him. We walked and talked for a few minutes until I finally got brave enough to ask him for another pic. He was more than happy to pose for me and here’s the result.
Hang on- does that make me paparazzi?