to be beautiful.

Even though I feel as though I chose photography, I can't help but think the actual subject matter chooses me. If you were to tell me six years ago that my favorite things to shoot would be weddings, food, and boudoir I don't think I would have believed you. However, as much as I have grown and changed as a person and as much as I have learned about photography, one thing still remains the same: I love making people feel something when they look at my pictures. And I love making people feel out right, jaw-dropping, beautiful.

Boudoir photography is an extension of that on SO many levels. It's obviously fun to get the pictures secretly made for someone special in your life, but the personal reward is even greater (I think.) As a woman, there's a level of confidence you feel on a good hair day or when you wear heels on a night out with the girls. But to strip all of that away and love your body and who you are (freckles and all) is priceless. I can't tell you enough how rewarding it is for me to share this with people. It makes me love my job more than I already do.

The previous photos were taken of a wonderful client that jumped on board for my Valentines Boudoir Special back in January. I fell in love with so many of her photos, but could only show a few out of privacy. Boudoir sessions can be done YEAR ROUND so if you're interested please email me or give me a call. I'd love to meet for coffee, show you a portfolio, and answer any of your questions.

And just for fun, here's a quote from this client after seeing her pictures for the first time:

"OH MY GOD!!!!!  THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING! Damn girl you are one gifted artist! My boyfriend said it was the best thing a girlfriend had ever given him. He was totally surprised! I keep catching him looking at the book. Thanks again for all your hard work."

:)

hot air.

There's just something magical about floating among the clouds in a balloon-carried basket. I'm not sure where my own personal fascination began but since I can remember I've dreamed of being whisked away in a hot air balloon. Until then perhaps I'll attempt to do what Danny Deckchair did. And if you haven't seen this movie I highly recommend you do.

Today was so quiet. Oddly quiet. The kind of stillness that makes you stop and notice the silence and appreciate it. The sky was pure white with a promise of snow and there were no cars, no dog walkers, and no wind. I've grown to like Sundays for this reason. I pretend that people are tucked away in their homes wearing their p-jams at 2PM, reading a book, sitting at their kitchen table having long conversations, baking cakes, and just slowing down. I see Sunday as kind of an excuse to revel in the importance of doing nothing, and doing it slowly. My boyfriend fell asleep this evening and didn't awake until I returned from my daily walk with the fur baby. He quickly apologized for sleeping, claiming that it was lazy. I wanted to say, "Yeah, but it's Sunday."  :)


Hope everyone had an amazing week! Here are a few moments from my own:

she says so much to me with those eyes.

meal planning on a budget.

death.

life (spring!)

cute butt.

fresh.

wiping her mouth after a walk (every time) and her new favorite way to sit ^

sunny laundry.