Watch Me Turn 30, by Holly C.
I'm a 29-year-old New Yorker who inherited this site from my pal, Holly P., to document the final year of my twenties. Right up until I turn the big 3-0 next January, I'll use this blog to indulge my inner-narcissist by voicing the good (I can date men anywhere from ages 21 to 50 without it being scandalous) the bad (I keep getting ma'amed) and the ugly (is it possible to get cellulite on your stomach?!). Here's to waving goodbye to my youth, accepting adulthood and remembering that every ending is really just a new beginning.
the photo for August 11, 2007
DAY 194  |  August 11, 2007
My little brother Dan asked if he could come with me to be my photographer on my next trip. I said we could practice right now, handed him my camera and took him on a nature walk in the woods near his house. At the end of the hike, he asked for compensation for his work.

What do you need money for? I asked.

I want to buy an iPhone, Holly. Its the latest technology, he replied.

What the heck does a seven year old need an iPhone for? I cant even afford one.

Dan, iPhones are like, $650! I said.

Well, maybe I could do two jobs for you instead of one to get extra pay, he suggested.

Geez, when I was his age I used a tin can as a make-believe telephone, and the most Id ask for was 50 cents to buy a candy bar. At least hes learning to negotiate from a young age. Nice try Dan, but Ive got three words for you: Not gonna happen.

And its best to also learn at a young age that, if youre going to pursue a career in the arts, you have to do it for the love and not the money. So, Dan the man, your compensation is photo credit.

Photo credit: Daniel Patrick Corbett

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