The Culture of the Hoot


The Culture Of The Hoot....

As the legend goes, it was in Clearwater, Florida that the first owl-bedecked girls elbowed into the limelight in their radiant orange and white ensembles. From there, the succulent fruits of corporate labor gained popularity faster than the ones at neighboring Tropicana. It's even questionable these days as to whose oranges are the Sunshine State's most conspicuous export!

To hear the name "Hooters" evokes an avalanche of opinions ranging from good, wholesome family fun to racy, stereotypical sex objects. But whatever one's own feelings are, it's certainly not all about the girls.... Ok, it is all about the girls.... But there's much more to Hooters' restaurants than most people will allow themselves to get to know. There's the food, the atmosphere and all the flavorful fun of a sports bar, a diner and a tropical vacation tightly twisted into one unforgettable experience.

No two restaurants are exactly alike. And each sizzles with sex appeal and oozes with the regional flavor of each city and town it finds itself situated in. There's a cultural persona and a fierce fan following to the restaurants (in)famously known as being "Delightfully tacky, yet unrefined." So come inside, have a seat and enjoy the experience of a lifetime. Oh, BTW, it's ok if you stare!

Sunday, November 20, 2011

At Home with the Girls of Hooters (Part 1)


So by now we all know why most of us go to Hooter's. It's no secret.... It's the girls. In this post were going to show a couple of those girls in rare form.... In the home. So, with that said.... Meet Ashley of Greensboro, NC and Amber of Atlanta. At home and ready to serve you.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

SPOTLIGHT: Lydia
Hooters of Winston-Salem, North Carolina


Here we have true Partyclique history....

This is Lydia, the first true Partyclique Model.

I met Lydia during one of their beauty pageants.... I'll never forget....

Lydia was still a sweet 17 at the time, but even at that tender age I was so stunned by her natural beauty that I found it necessary to ask her for a picture.

Only too willing was she as we made up our own mock studio right there in the restaurant. The more we talked the more it became apparent that Lydia was a natural born model. She'd taken classes for it and pursued it with a passion.

In a few weeks we'd shoot again there in her home town. A few months after that she (along with another Hooter Girl) would travel to northeast Pennsylvania and our home base to do this spectacular, first ever, Partyclique Model shoot.... Just 1 week after she turned 18!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

IN REVIEW:
Hooters of Greensboro, North Carolina


Everybody who goes to Hooters does so for their own specific reasons. I won't insult anybody's intelligence or try to downplay their impact but let's face it, the reason most of us (guys) go to Hooters is for the girls.

All fair in that, the Hooters establishments themselves also have a personality that draws us like flies to honey with the mesmerizing mystique that's unique to each one.

The Hooters of Greensboro, North Carolina is, in my opinion, one of the best looking Hooter's I've come across.... And I've come across a lot of Hooters!

The most distinguishing feature (especially while whizzing by on I-40 is the throwback mural on its flank. Its image harkens that of the fabulous 50s and a fun-filled romp on the beach.

Inside the architecture is pretty standard but the staff has always been one of the friendliest that I've seen.

I waited till 4 a.m. on a beautifully mild morning to record these magical nocturnal images of a big kids playground at rest.




Tuesday, November 15, 2011

SPOTLIGHT: Kasie
Hooters of Pelham, Alabama


This is Kasie.... One of Pelham, Alabama's finest.... I first met Kasie a few months prior to these photos and a few miles north at one of the many Hooters of Birmingham where she was working at the time.

The first time I visited Hooters of Pelham only the name tag gave any hint that Kasie and I had met before. The restaurant was near empty and wouldn't you know, Kasie was my server.

Kasie and my camera had a true love affair and these shots are a true testament to that statement.

Sadly, this was the last time I saw Hooters of Pelham, Alabama or Kasie so it's understandable why these shots taken just before close on that hot summer night are so endearing to me.

We kept phone contact for a few months after that but drifted apart. What can I say. Time marches on and so do the people we encounter along the way....

Kasie, wherever you are out there, I wish you all of the best and I hope our paths will come to cross again someday, somewhere in the sands of time.