branding, penelope cruz, pirates of the caribbean


Marshall: They just pay me to drive the limo, sir. I’m not here to tell you who you are.
Joe Banks:
I didn’t ask you to tell me who I am.
You were hinting around about clothes. That happens to be a very important topic to me, sir. Clothes, Mr. . .
Joe Banks:
Banks. Clothes make the man. I believe that. You say to me you want to go shopping, you want to buy clothes, but you don’t know what kind. You leave that hanging in the air, like I’m going to fill in the blank, that to me is like asking me who you are, and I don’t know who you are, I don’t want to know. It’s taken me my whole life to find out who I am, and I’m tired now, you hear what I’m saying?


Tomorrow, I’m having my first professional photos done in over a decade.

Yeah, a camera phone goes a long way but when it comes right down to it, I needed some pictures taken.  I’m planning to release my books in paperback and that means publicity and book jacket photos are needed.  I’m beginning to do some speaking to writers’ groups about marketing and the speaker package requires a photo.  I also have a magazine, website, Facebook, Linkedin…you get the picture.

So I’ve been thinking about what I should wear for my photos.  Clothes are important because they convey your brand just as well as any website header will.  Speaking of website headers, mine is tequila and coffee.  Do you really think a little black dress and pearls goes with it?  Granted, a little black dress is very versatile, but I needed something that was me.  I thought about a skirt and blouse for a moment.  Then I made a “bleh” sound.  Then realized that I need to be who I am in these pictures.  The main outfit I needed to wear was a no-brainer – thigh-high black boots, denim leggings and a very piratey white blouse.  (I’ll still do the little black dress and some formalwear too.)

Like Marshall, it has taken me my whole life to find out who I am.  I don’t fit a mold and I have never fit into anyone’s tidy little expectation box.  I am bold, brash and bodacious.  Hell, the name I was born with, Thibault, means “Bold Family” (The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree).  It has taken a long time but I finally know who I am and revel in it.

It’s good to be me!

Look for photos coming soon!