Why, you may be wondering, would I call my blog “The Photo Booth Lady”. It is pretty simple, actually. I love photo booths. That sounds pretty lame, I know. It’s also not even true. I am not particularly obsessed with photo booths. In fact, I sometimes loathe them. This is particularly true when I have to carry the components of one up three flights of stairs at a venue because they forbid anybody but staff from using the elevator unless it’s an emergency. Hello, I’m like 300 lbs and huffing and puffing, plus I can’t see where I’m going for the pile of shit I’m carrying. This could very quickly turn into an emergency.
Why, you may be wondering, would I be carrying the components of a photo booth up three flights of stairs? It’s pretty simple, actually. I am the Photo Booth Lady.
HA! Are you sufficiently confused? I apologize profusely. I wanted to try to make this come full circle but instead of I have pissed you off. I am pretty good at that.
Let me start at the beginning. It was a beautiful May afternoon in 1986. My mother was trying her best to keep me and my brother in so the OB/GYN finally gave in and performed a c-section.
Sorry, too far back?
In October 2012, I sold my mother’s house. She had died in 2008 and nobody was living there but a couple of loser tenants who destroyed everything. Needless to say, we weren’t going to get what we were asking.
The only thing I wanted to do with that money was to create an income stream for myself. I had been out of the workforce as a stay-at-home mom and I wanted to contribute. I looked into so many different businesses but there was not a lot I could do with the amount we were getting for the house.
I had been doing a little bit of prom photography and one of the things the kids always asked for was funny hats and sunglasses to wear in the photos. I also noticed that the internet was calling the exact same thing a “Photo Booth”. Since I didn’t really like that being a “photo booth”, I looked into buying an actual booth, something that could take and print photos on demand, completely operated by the individual in the booth (…so a photo booth).
I ended up buying one from the States and on December 1st, 2012, I was ready to test it out. My husband told his sister that we were bringing something to her husband’s 30th birthday bash. When we arrived, she thought we had brought DJing equipment. The components of the photo booth fit into three black cases with handles so I guess I understand why she thought that way.
When we were finally set up and everybody realized what we had brought, hilarity ensued. It was the hit of the party and thus began five years of ups and downs, establishing myself as the foremost photo booth rental business of the world. So far I have only tackled a small island in Canada so if you have any tips on conquering the world, hit me up.
There is more to the business than just a photo booth. We also offer an Instagram kiosk which allows people to take their own photos using our props (and selfie sticks if they want to) and printing their photos directly from Instagram. In doing so, they are applying a custom border to their print and also compiling all of the photos associated with the event hashtag for the host(s) to peruse. It is especially handy for the hosts when they don’t follow all of their guests and cannot sometimes see the posts from private accounts.
To do this, guests must log in to their account and select the photos they want to print. The custom border is automatically applied and the photo prints looking something like this:
What about GIFS? Who doesn’t want all of the photos from their session turned into a short film? I know I do! These can be shared via social media or downloaded after the fact. Either way, they are super fun!
Anyways, that’s about it for now. Cheers!