Headshots for business are necessary
Self-awareness, noun; a conscious knowledge of one's own character, feelings, motives, and desires.
I get it. I take pictures of people. I ENCOURAGE people to have their pictures made. I earn money because people need to have their pictures made. And, yet, I think having my picture made is a form of self torture that should be avoided at all costs — like running a marathon (which I have done and will never do again because, even though it was amazing and wonderful, I hated it…like being in a sorority….another blog for another time…)
Anyway, headshots for business are a friggin’ necessary evil — nope, sorry, that was negative — headshots for business are necessary. Period. Be it a website “About” page, a LinkedIn profile, a press release….whatever; at some point the need for a damn headshot — oops, sorry, that was negative — a headshot, will arise.
I can hear me now. “It’s no big deal.” “Painless.” “Relax and have fun.” Picture me doing a giant eye roll right now.
Hypocrite, noun; a person who acts in contradiction to his or her stated beliefs or feelings.
I’m a hypocrite. I own it. I’m here to tell you having a headshot made WAS a big deal. The very act of getting dressed to have a photo made so people out in the world can see your face is AWFUL and relax my ass.
I put it off. I avoided. I left an empty, grey, photo placement on my website and on most of my social media for a year….A YEAR…or more (now picture me grinning a sheepish grin right now). And let me tell you, if that were a clients website I would have been hounding them to get me a photo because that empty grey box is unacceptable. Looks unfinished. Like maybe there is a technical error or something.
Blogs are useful for doling out tips, right? So here are a few things that helped me: (1) adopt a to-hell-with-it-I-don’t-give-a-crap-this-is-me attitude and throw on your favorite 501 jeans and earrings (earrings discovered during a 22-hour trip to Vegas and the NFR that common sense led me to pass on only to be chastised by my UBER driver … again, another blog for another time but, obviously I have them now. You were totally right UBER driver Mary); (2) put a chihuahua on your lap if you have one handy; and (3) have someone standing around to make you laugh at how self-conscious you feel.
I seriously get it, headshots are absolutely THE WORST – sorry, that was negative — headshots are necessary. And the next time you have to do one we’ll get through it together in a relaxed and fun way because, really, it’s no big deal; it’s completely painless.
Total, complete, self-aware hypocrite.