I really wanted to title this post, “That awkward moment when you vomit when meeting your idol” or “That time Helene Dujardin drove me to the doctors”. I am not entirely sure how much cheek I can get away with whilst still maintaining some degree of professionalism, but the title of this post about shooting with Helene Dujardin could have been either of those. True story.
Many of you were super excited that I shot with the well loved food photographer Helene Dujardin at the end of last year in Charleston, and a couple of you have emailed me to see if I would be sharing my experience on the blog. Well, here it is in all its
I had such great hopes of writing a post about how you can make dreams come true by taking actions, and inspiring you all through a narrative about the two days I spent with Helene. But as fate would have it, I picked up a stomach flu on the plane ride over and I never in my wildest dreams imagined that this moment would unfold the way it did.