A Day in the Life of the Paparazzi!
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“Fall Out Boy”, Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III
Oct 6th
I wanted to go check out Hyde Lounge one more time to see if I was going to get lucky again with shooting a decent celebrity. Unfortunately, I didn’t since tonight was apparently the grand opening of another club in West Hollywood. I didn’t know where the other club was at, so I decided to stick it out.

I was talking to this reporter when all of a sudden, I spotted “Fall Out Boy”, Peter Wentz, arriving with a few friends. I told the reporter to excuse me for a second since I was going to test my flash and camera settings.

I snapped only these three pictures of the poor guy. No one else, meaning the other paparazzi, didn’t even bother moving. I took pictures of Pete a few months ago when he was seeing actress Michelle Trachtenberg.

I found them going to this romantic dinner and I spoiled it for them since I had to use flash. Ooops!
Well, the pictures never sold.
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Friday, October 6, 2006, 4:06 AM
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The Best Thing I Spotted Today Was…
Sep 23rd
Today was a typical slow Friday. I spotted a lot of celebrities, but none worth shooting. I spotted Michelle Trachtenberg, Marc McGrath, Rachel Stevens, and Stifler’s Mom – Jennifer Coolidge. But the best thing I spotted today was my future Paparazzi Car.

It is the Mercedes SLR McLaren, painted in race paint.

Why this car? Because I would be able to keep up with all the crazy celebrity drivers like Lindsay Lohan, Heath Ledger, and Josh Hartnett, who drive as if they are on a race track with no respect for the law.

They run red lights, frequently don’t stop at stop signs, and drive as if they own the street. Maybe that is the real reason why Lindsay is always getting into accidents?! Huh!
OK, I will leave you with some footage of Stifler’s Mom – Jennifer Coolidge getting scared of the camera. Now for those of you who have complained, this is historical footage from May 16, 2006. Enjoy!
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Saturday, September 23, 2006, 1:02 AM
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EXCLUSIVE: September 2006 Honorable Mention! (Part 1)
Sep 8th
Just the other day I was working with The Ninja in West Hollywood and he spotted this actress who was sporting herself this butt!

She was close to the local Starbucks and a newspaper stand. The Ninja just found a parking space half a block away. He had the famous and lucky Hunter, “The Hollywood Dog” with him, but he couldn’t get to the scene in time to position himself in a nice shooting location without being seen. So he let me do all the work.

I don’t think that she stopped for coffee, but she went directly to the magazines. Eventually she bought a few mags and went to her car. She waited in her car for about 10 minutes before she headed in the direction of her home.
By that time, The Ninja, Hunter, and myself were sitting at an outside table having some coffee. So have you guessed who it is?

It is no mystery, it was Michelle Trachtenberg.
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Friday, September 8, 2006, 12:31 AM
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Rumer Willis’ 18th Birthday Party at Dolce
Aug 18th
My Pap Alert goes off at around 5:00 PM as I was in route along Sunset Blvd. “Do you want to work tonight? Yes or No?” the caller asks. “Let me talk to The Ninja to figure out if he wants to work tonight,” I told my tipster. I placed my tipster on hold. At that moment, I couldn’t decide. I was feeling a little tired and between The Ninja and myself, we already had about seven sets under our belt for the day. The Ninja was kinda feeling it and said to me, “Sure, let’s take the job.” I get back on the phone with my tipster and said, “Sure, we’ll take the job.” The tipster then tells me, “Bruce & Demi’s eldest daughter, Rumer Willis, is celebrating her 18th birthday tonight at Dolce. The party gets started about 9:30 PM.”

All of a sudden, I was excited about the tip. The Ninja and I called it an early day so that we could rest for the night. I went home and I started to work on my previous sets. At about 8:30 PM, The Ninja is on his way to pick me up. After all, there is no point in taking two cars. Not only that, I was a little low on gas.
When I get there, we see a few Paps already there. About 30 minutes later, Rumer Willis is the first to show.

Up next was her daddy, Bruce Willis. Bruce was greeting everyone. He was in a real good mood. He even came out with his little boy and presented him to the photographers.

Then came her mommy, Demi Moore, and her new Daddy, Ashton Kutcher.

Although they were attempting to hide, we still got the shots.

Ashton actually gave the piece sign to The Ninja as he snapped his photo. Followed by that was Lindsay Lohan.

Then came Courtney Love & Frances Bean.

Michelle Tractenberg attemps to make it past the photographers without being seen. She successfully sneaked past a few, but I spotted her.

Danny Masterson makes a special apperance and says to us, “I can’t see where I am going.” I wouldn’t expect anyone to be able to see with all the flashbulbs going off.

Then came Soleil Moon Frye with her giant husband. Just kidding! He wasn’t giant, she is just a tiny person making him look very large. She was really cool with us though. She told us that this is the first time that they have come out since the baby.

Lastly, you cannot have a party without the showgirls and…

without having to cover the restaurant windows with canvas. How else can you get some privacy?

The night was very eventfull. I was not looking forward to all the editing! The editing kept me up until 9:00 AM!
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Friday, August 18, 2006, 3:00 PM
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I finally get a tip from Georgie after all these years!
Aug 17th
I was cruising along Doheny Drive when my Pap Alert goes off. I look at my phone and it says “Private” on it. I answered my phone and to my surprise it was Georgie.
With her English accent she says, “There are a whole bunch of Paparazzi with their cameras and battery packs waiting for someone to come out of the Giorgio Armani in Beverly Hills. They are on the alley just east of Rodeo Dr. You should come check it out. I think that it could be a guy that they are waiting for.”
“Ok! I am close to the neighborhood, I’ll go check it out,” I responded. When I get there, sure enough, I see six to eight paparazzi armed and ready to shoot. I quickly parked next to another paparazzi’s car which was taking up some room in the alley. We were not blocking it; one car could easily pass by.
I get my battery pack and I put it around my shoulder. I get the flash cord and I quickly connect the flash to my camera. I close the door and as start to walk to meet up with the rest, I connected the battery pack to my flash. I fired a couple of shots in the air to check my flash. Well, I did have to check if everything was ok before the real thing.
A few minutes later, a Maroon PT Cruiser is driven up from the parking garage to the back of the store. This was our cue that it was about to go down. We all get in the firing line-up.
Mind you, I was ready for a dude to come out since Georgie said it was a dude. Nope! This thin, blonde, almost divorced lady comes out. Can you guess who it is?

Yup! None other than one of the biggest story’s in England…Heather Mills comes out. She is currently getting a divorce from Sir Paul McCartney. Everyone is saying that she was only after the money! Well, tell me what you think?
We hosed her down. I was doing both pictures and video. Some of the guys tried to block me, but I still got the shots. She gets into the driver’s side of her PT Cruiser and she takes off. Everyone starts running to their cars; I did too only to realize that I was trapped by a Fed-Ex truck who parked next to me.
What a bummer? Well, I had no choice so I called Georgie.

“It was Heather Mills,” I told her. Georgie was so happy to finally she put one on her record. “I knew that there was a purpose for knowing you longer than ten years,” I joked with her. Then she tells me that in her excitement, she called her husband, Bruce, and told him about it. Mind you, I have known Bruce for about two years and some months and he has already called me twice with good tips. She says to him, “I did it! I gave my first tip.” She pauses for a moment and continues, “There is a catch! If it wasn’t for all the Paparazzi, then I wouldn’t have spotted anyone, but I still did it.”
Well, I am going to give her credit. “Remember, there are new paparazzi that only spot photographers. Your spot is no different then theirs and therefore, it is a fair spot,” I told her.
Later in the day, I was driving down Beverly Blvd. heading westbound close to the Kings Road Cafe when I spotted Michelle Trachtenberg smoking away headed eastbound. I couldn’t make a U-turn because of all the traffic and so I made a right at the next street. Then I made a quick right onto the alley and I gunned it. I flew by two streets in no time. I made another right to get to Beverly Blvd. I made a left into the median divider and I spotted her car ten cars ahead of me. I continued passing cars on the divider until I was about three cars away, then I merged. My goal was to get behind her by one car. So I merged to the right lane. I passed another car, then to my surprise she merges onto my lane. I was now one car away. She gets to Fairfax and makes a right. I knew at that moment that she was headed straight to The Grove. She pulls into the parking lot and drives to the fourth floor. The parking structure was very full and it was hard to find parking. I lost visual on her car. I found a spot. I parked and I get my bag and I throw my camera into it. I get out of my car and I run to the escalators. She can only go down, I thought in my head. I go down the first escalator and look into the plaza center. I get my camera ready. I was going to hose her from the third floor. I waited for about two minutes. I realized that she already beat me down the escalators and that she was probably already inside one of the stores.
I placed my camera back in my bag and continued down the escalators. The hunt has begun. I start walking the stores looking inside each one. I wasn’t spotting her. I was about to give up, and all of a sudden I spotted the Mac [Apple] store.
Now this would be a perfect ending to my hunt. I have been considering buying a Mac Laptop for awhile now. I walked inside and I asked one of the associates to point me in the right direction. I must have spent about 30 minutes looking and getting all the eye candy that I needed.
It was time to go find someone else, so I left the store and I went to get my car. I looked for her car and noticed that she was also gone. I didn’t think much of it, since she is only worth one tank of gas.
I was off to find another adventure.
Soon after, I was driving westbound on Melrose Ave. and I spotted Wendie Malick. Do any of you know who she is? She was in a show called “Just Shoot Me” with David Spade. Well, she was having a late lunch at Le Pain Quotidien. When I found her, it looked like she was having a serious solo conversation. She seemed to be talking to someone, yet no one was there. At first it seemed that she might have had an earpiece but none was visible. Initially, I thought that she was crazy. Then I figured it out, she was practicing a script.

She came out of the restaurant after some time and she gets into her little Mini Cooper. She drives off into the distance. Actually, she only made it about three cars in front of me, since that is how long it took me to get my car started.
She was headed eastbound on Melrose Ave. We passed La Cienega Blvd. and soon after that she makes a U-Turn and finds herself a metered spot. I find parking across the street and I waited a few minutes for her to get out of her car. She gets out and walks the long way around her Mini Cooper making sure she gave me plenty of shots, although she didn’t know that I was there. Then she did something strange. When she gets to the front of her Mini Cooper, she bends over and looks to see if anything is under her car. She didn’t see anything; she feeds the parking meter and heads off to Wanna Buy a Watch Antique Jewelry store.

She is a fast shopper because she wasn’t there that long. She was only there for about 10 minutes and back in her car she goes. Then she makes another U-turn; she must have wanted me to follow her.
The final pit stop was at Fred Segal. She parks her car and quickly goes into the store. I find a good parking space and I waited for her to come out. She comes out in another ten minutes and gives me some nice shots.

I wanted to be a little creative with that shot, so I threw it in Photoshop and I added an artistic filter on it. Tell me what you think!
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Thursday, August 17, 2006, 1:42 AM
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EXCLUSIVE: The Tyra Banks Show!
Aug 15th
I implemented new features on the site, so I didn’t get out of the house until 2:00 PM. I was now on the road and the first thing I see is a cop headed the opposite direction. Well, I am kinda staying away from cops at the moment since I recently re-tinted my car and I am under strict rules not to lower the windows for about two days. Sunday was the first day, and today (Monday) was my second. As the cop was about to get close to me, I opened the sunroof so that light enters my car and makes my car seem less tinted. It worked! The cop kept driving off. Every time I see a cop, for some reason, I think to myself that they are about to make a U-turn and come after me, even when I am driving like a student driver. Well, with the tint, and the rules of not lowering the window, at least I can practice being stealth.
Just then I acquired the first target. I was driving eastbound on 3rd St. close to the Beverly Center. I spotted Rachel Hunter headed westbound. The streets were packed and there was traffic in both directions. She made it past Beverly Drive and the light turned red. I almost lost visual but I saw that she got caught at the second light. I was finally able to make a U-Turn close to Sushi Roku. I had to cut off access to a couple of cars, but hey, I had to do what I had to do. I was still caught at the Beverly Drive red light and I see her light turn green. I thought to myself, “There is no way that I am going to catch up to her.” So, I made another U-turn and continued my route. The people behind me must have thought that I was nuts since I just finished making a complete circle in the middle of traffic. Oh well!
It is kinda hard to see through tint, especially when you are trying to look cool by wearing sunglasses. Normally, I drive with my windows down so that I can spot better. Sometimes I get glare inside my car, and that is why I was actually wearing my sunglasses. Sometimes I am blinded by the glare and it could be dangerous. I am sure most of you have this glare problem on the front window of the car because of the slant of the window. It is an efficient way to make a car aerodynamic and to save gas, but the glare is dangerous.
I made it down to Toast Restaurant and Cafe on 3rd St. I right away spotted Michelle Trachtenberg. She was having lunch with this unidentified male companion. I was alone and this was exclusive. This was the perfect opportunity to see how stealth I can be. I have to get this New School mentality away from my skill set and I have to practice the rusty Old School techniques, so I find parking across the street. I get in the backseat of my car and I get my Canon ready. I fire the first shot and I check the shot. Yeah, it looks good! I fire a few more. That will be good for a few, so I get my video camera ready. I turned it on and pointed at her direction. I get a few segments of video of her being completely animated. She is a chatter box; I don’t think that the guy that she was with was able to get a word in that segment. I have enough material by now and all I need is the walking away shots. So I waited in my car. I was completely unnoticeable in my car, and this time I left my car on with the air conditioning running at full blast.
I was across the street and with all the cars on the road, there is no way that she would know that my car is on.

After about an hour, she finally stands up, gives the guy a quick hug and starts walking to her car. Well, I guess he was just a friend since I didn’t see a kiss. What a bummer! I snap a few more shots of her walking to her car and I take off once she enters her car. She is not worth following, yet again, she is not worth waiting an hour for, although I did because it was good practice. My Old School techniques are starting to come back to me.
I was happy about that.

My Pap Alert goes off. “Come to Fred Segal,” my tipster said. “There is someone here. She is sitting in the front with two other girls,” he continued. “I will be right there!,” I responded. Luckily I was already close to Crescent Heights Blvd., so all I had to do was travel northbound until I hit Melrose Ave. I hit the gas and off I go. It is nice traveling on the back streets; there is no traffic. I made it there in less than five minutes.
I came out from the back of Fred Segal and I went around the building to the alley, which faces the restaurant. I noticed three women sitting together and a paparazzo sitting down on another table without a camera bag. I didn’t recognize any of the women and I called my tipster. He said, “She went inside the restaurant.” I parked my car and headed inside. The other paparazzo was just looking at me as he drank his lemonade. He had no idea why I was there. Actually, I also had no idea why I was there.
It turns out that my tipster was hallucinating because when I went inside the restaurant, he told me that she had left. “Oh well, maybe next time,” I told him. I got in my car and I took off.
A few moments later, I was driving northbound on Doheny Drive and I notice that they were filming at Norms (a 24-hour local LA restaurant similar to Denny’s). There was a horse in the parking lot. I got a little curious so I pulled over and I started looking around. “What are they filming?,” I thought to myself. Just then I spotted Kevin Dillon and Jerry Ferrara pretending to be golfers. I snapped a few and I was on my way. If they sell, then that would have to be the money shot. They were filming “Entourage.” These guys in the show are not worth sticking around for, so I took off looking for another adventure.

I was on my route and I get a call from a private number. Initially I thought that someone wanted to sell me something, but I was a little bored so I answered the call. “Hello, this is [so-and-so], executive producer for the Tyra Banks Show.” The first thing that came to my mind was, “How did they get my number?” “We are doing a segment with Nicole Richie and I would like to talk to you about appearing on the show to give your perspective about celeb vs. paparazzi,” he said.
“The segment is going to be recorded tomorrow and we, from the Tyra Banks Show, would like you be a part of it. What do you think of Nicole Richie? Have you ever had an altercation with her? Have you had any negative experiences with her? Do you like Nicole? What do other paparazzi think of Nicole?,” he questioned.
I actually answered all of those questions. I started with that I never had a problem with Nicole. She has always been really cool with me, but then again, I keep my distance whenever possible. In my opinion, Nicole is really good at keeping herself in the media’s eye. She goes to places where she knows that she is going to get her picture taken, places like Fred Segal and shops/restuarants along Robertson Blvd.
“What about the fact that celebrities say that they want to have the right to go to those places and not be bothered,” he asks. “There is a working relationship between the celeb and the paparazzi and the celeb is well aware of that relationship,” I told him. “For a celeb to say that they want their peace in a paparazzi-hotspot is to wish to have your cake-and-eat-it-too. For example, Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes. When they want to be in the media they are, and when they want their privacy, you never hear from them.”
I feel that every job has its price that one must pay. No matter what job one has, there’s always going to be elements of it that one wishes they could change. For instance, my girlfriend is an auditor, and part of her job requires her to travel frequently, sometimes with very little notice, which forces her to put her personal life on hold because she isn’t always sure when she’ll have to travel next. She dislikes having her job encompass so much of her life as it makes it difficult to make plans with family, friends, and me, or for even handling simple matters such as making a doctor’s appointment. However, she realizes that that’s the price she has to pay for the occupation she went into.
As a paparazzo, I hate the fact that my pictures are constantly stolen and used in many blogs without my permission, which results in a loss of income to me. But hey, this is my price.
We could talk about any job anyone has and there is always going to be something that someone will hate. Being a celebrity is a job, a job that just happens to be exposed to millions of people around the world, making them a role model/idol to their fans. If they don’t want that responsibility, there’s an easy solution…don’t be a celeb. They can’t have their cake-and-eat-it-too. It’s the high-cost of fame, which is understood by everyone before they enter that world. Also remember, that it’s not the paparazzi that makes a celeb famous, it’s the high demand from the public to see and know what the celeb does in their day-to-day life. The paparazzi just deliver that information to the media. Essentially, we’re just giving the public what they’re demanding. If the celeb wants the paparazzi to stop, then the celeb needs to ask the public to stop wanting/reading/viewing information about them.
As a side note: Why is it ok for a fan to intrude on the celeb? The fan gets their autograph, they take their picture, they disturb them while eating, they hug them and kiss them without their consent, etc.
Coincidentally, I photographed Tyra Banks and Nick Cannon last year on October 14, 2005. I was meeting my girlfriend and her friends at the Lucky Strike Bowling Alley in Hollywood. At the last lane of the bowling alley, I spotted Tyra Banks and Nick Cannon sitting at a table. They were watching some of their friends bowl and also having a conversation with each other. I went to the car to get my camera and I waited outside. When they came out, Tyra and Nick where so cool with me that they even posed for me just before they got into the elevator. The Tyra Banks Show took off shortly after this date, and Nick Cannon also started his own show on MTV called “Wild ‘N Out”.

This is the working relationship that a celeb has with a paparazzi. They help each other achive their goals.
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Tuesday, August 15, 2006, 1:21 AM
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What Happened to Slow Friday’s?!
Aug 13th
I called The Ninja at about 10:00 AM to see how his trek to Vegas is going. I’m about half way, The Ninja responds. The Ninja’s on a secret mission. I hope he does well.
Today I’m working solo. Normally Friday’s are my slowest days. There was a time when I only got one set of a D celeb, and I was happy to get that. On Friday’s, it seems as if celebs are home preparing for either their planned trips/vacations or are just taking the day off and relaxing at home. However, this Friday kicked my ass! I couldn’t stop spotting celebs. As I was on one celeb I would spot another and had to make fast decisions based on Hollywood’s pecking order. For example, as I was following Halle Berry southbound on Doheny Blvd., I spotted Michelle Trachtenberg heading northbound; as I was shooting Nicole Richie having lunch with her new boyfriend I spotted Harry Morton (aka Lindsay’s beau); and I also spotted another celeb driving away from the valet parking across the street from the restaurant Nicole was at. Ok, so on to my day!
I was driving around my normal route as I spotted Nicole Richie. She was sitting with her boyfriend having lunch at La Conversation. As I pulled up, Nicole grabbed her boyfriend’s hat and placed it on her head. Then she checked herself out in the window’s reflection. Luckily, I had my long lens ready. I don’t think the cars behind me minded that I was taking pictures of Nicole since they only honked once.
I got the money shot.
Just then, I noticed that I wasn’t alone. Well, I thought I had the money shot. Just like that, my money shot went down to pennies. There was another paparazzo doing it Old School style. He was on the median divider on Doheny Blvd. facing southbound, stopping traffic there also. Well, at least we spotted her at the same time.
I then circled around and strategically parked in front of the fire hydrant, right next to her table. I turned off my car and jumped in the backseat. All of a sudden, I could feel the heat quickly take over the cool car, and I felt the sweat start to roll off my face. I should have left the car on with the air conditioning.
I must have taken over 100 pictures of Nicole sitting at the table when all of a sudden this paparazzo decides to go New School. He gets in front of my car and shoots her from about five feet away. So much for stealth. Nicole got so upset at that paparazzo that she stood up and went inside the restaurant messing up the shots for the rest of us because of his New School way.

I had no choice but to go New School too. I went to find a better parking spot. I got my gear and headed back to the restaurant to wait with the other paparazzi that were trickling in little-by-little because we had been exposed. Nicole is inside by now. To complete the story, I need to get the shots of her leaving the restaurant. Not many paparazzi showed up as typically would because the majority of them were working on Britney Spears, who was also in town.
As we were waiting, Harry Morton rolls by, which, at least, gives us all something to talk about. After about an hour, Nicole comes out of the restaurant and I finished my story. No one followed her and she drove off into the jungle that is LA traffic.
I was once again on my normal route. I headed eastbound just a little past Crescent Heights Blvd. on Sunset Blvd. I made a left into the Coffee Bean parking lot and to my surprise, I spotted Jeremy Piven chatting up this lovely young lady. I took about six shots of him and drove off. I actually like Jeremy Piven’s acting. Well, let me rephrase, I liked Jeremy Piven’s acting when he played the supporting role in “A Family Man” with Nicolas Cage and Tia Leoni. I haven’t seen any episodes of “Entourage” so don’t be saying that I don’t know anything…cause in regards to that show, you would be right, I don’t know anything.

Awhile later, I was on the same part of the route heading eastbound on Sunset Blvd. when I spotted Halle Berry driving the opposite direction. Luckly there was no traffic that I could make a nice, easy, legal U-turn.
I didn’t even have to drive on the median divider and I didn’t even run the late yellow light to make a left on Doheny Drive to catch up with her.
She did not have a clue that I was there.
I am going back to the Old School ways because I am tired of being in their face, and I am tired of all the non-exclusive shots with 20 to 30 guys after the same person. Not only that, I have thousands of dollars on precision long range lens’ that are collecting dust. I want to start using them again. I want to feel like a secret agent. I want to be stealth. I want the thrill to know that I got the money shot and that the celeb did not have a clue that I was there. Yes! Those are the good ole Old School days!
So, back to Halle. She drove deep into paparazzi territory which gave me more reason to be stealth. She makes a left on Melrose Ave. Darn!, I thought. She is heading straight to Robertson Blvd. Then all of a sudden, she makes a left on this little street called North Almont Drive and she parked at a parking meter. For a second there, I did not know what to do since I didn’t want her to spot me. So, I quickly parked my car on the opposite side of the street. Unfortunately for me, I was parked on a red zone facing the same direction as she did. I was just hoping that she wouldn’t notice me.

She comes out of her car and heads straight to the parking meter. Since I was parked behind her, I could not see her do that and then she starts heading in my direction on her side of the street. She looked at my car but didn’t seem to mind since she could not see me inside the car. My plan worked and I hosed her down through the window tint. I was able to capture a few shots and then she walks into this little home and garden store on the corner of Melrose Ave. and North Almont Drive.

A few minutes later, she walks back to her car and then she heads to another location in Beverly Hills. Well, to conclude this story, I ended up with three exclusive sets of Halle and it was all done without her knowledge.
By the way, I really don’t think that she is pregnant. I think that because she was wearing this tight dress and she looked great. She wasn’t hiding her belly and I even have the side profile shot that shows her flat stomach.
It was now about 7:00 PM when I finished my day with Halle. I was now headed home with over four hundred shots to work on. It was going to be a long night!
At about 10:00 PM the Pap Alert goes off. It was a text message that I didn’t check since I was a little busy with all the editing I had to do. One minute later, the Pap Alert goes off again, this time it was a call. It must be important I thought. It was The Ninja; he was in Vegas still trying to get his shots. I answered the phone and he says to me, “I got a tip for you. Jessica Simpson is at the Factory.” “Thanks!,” I told him. Then I checked my text message, “Jessica Simpson is at the Factory FYI,” from a new friend. Ok! Ok! I get it!
I got my night gear ready and I asked my girlfriend if she wanted to go. She said, “Sure, I’ll go!” I knew that she was going just to be by my side. This is one of the many reasons why she is a keeper; she always wants to be there for me.
So we head off to The Factory Night Club on La Peer Dr., which is one street away from where I was earlier that day with Halle’s story. I get there and I see a few Paps already on high alert. Well, that is good, I thought. That means that Jessica still hasn’t arrived. There was no parking anywhere so my girlfriend dropped me off so that I could go take care of business.
Well, to make a long story short, three hours later, The Factory Night Club Security and the MTV film crew decided to give us some shots. They set up a little barrier next to the entrance of the club where we could get some shots of Jessica as she comes out of her limo.

The Factory Night Club Security and the MTV Crew, thanks for the shots. You guys where real pros. I haven’t seen such cooperation in a long time.
Well, it was now close to 2:00 AM early Saturday morning and I was going home to finish all my edits and hopefully(!), get some shuteye before having to photograph my friend’s wedding at noon!
Henry Flores
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Sunday, August 13, 2006, 2:58 AM




