Meet Mr. Cool.
I officially named him that when he showed up ready to go carrying his guitar….
and strumming a little John Mayer.
Oh, lordy be. I nearly had a heart attack. He had me at hello.
I told him he could follow me around anytime….
playing John Mayer.
BUT, unfortunately, we couldn’t take EVERY shot with his guitar. It’s just not right….
or is it?
Nah, really… he’s a super cool guy even without the guitar. I knew the second I saw him loving on his mama. He was a sweet guy.
We had so much fun cruising around town finding cool places to shoot. He was a real trooper, too, and listened to everything his mom and I said. He minded well.
Wait a minute…
A sweet guy who loves his mama, plays guitar (John Mayer songs, no less), and minds well. Did I just describe the perfect guy?
All credit needs to go to his mom who was pretty neat herself. We talked a bit about family and boys….
It’s obvious she’s raising ’em right.
I’d say they’re gonna have some trouble choosing which ones to print. What do you think?