My Las Vegas Trade Show Hustle: A Photo Essay

The Vegas trade show hustle is exhausting. Florescent lighting and air conditioning make the geographic location irrelevant as you spend 10 hour days on your feet, selling, buying, schmoozing and eating overpriced food inside a massive, fluorescent lit, air-conditioned room. After the show there are business dinners, industry parties and the usual Vegas fare. I love strippers and gambling, but I was more stoked to spend my mornings and nights camping at Red Rock Canyon, 25 minutes outside of Vegas, with a rotating cast of characters from the various brands in Capsule's Above Tree Line. Sure, we may have missed out on a few parties, but a morning hike is a sanctuary when it's the last time you'll see the sun all day. And a beer shotgunned after your boss shot a hole in it with a BB gun tastes better than a mixed drink in front of a slot machine.

Angelo Spagnolo is a writer and photographer living in Portland, Oregon. Read his blog here and follow him on Twitter here.

6 Responses to “My Las Vegas Trade Show Hustle: A Photo Essay”

  1. Nerd

    “I come to Four Pins to see pictures of the desert” – nobody ever

    this isn’t your fuckin blog angela go to hell

  2. dante

    everyone is very mad at you angelo but i think this is a good article suck it haters


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