I had the opportunity to have some pretty artistic photos of myself taken by a very eccentric, emotional, moody photographer.
He walked into the room, demanding attention, wanting people to cater to his bad mood.
I smiled because he reminded me of myself at 15.. and sometimes in the morning even now…
I bristled in the beginning……
but realised if I wanted to have good pictures taken I had to ignore his mood and do my part and do a bloody good job.
Anybody can be a DIVA baby.
I ignored him, played some BEYONCE… then had some fabulous photos taken.
You have to move forward no matter what their mood is. – tweet this!