My Own Kind of Happy

Tuesday, March 20, 2018

I'm getting back into the swing of dealing with shooting my own bog photos again. I say dealing with because once I had finally trained someone to shoot my pictures exactly how I liked I realized how much immensely easier that made my life, but it isn't realistic to rely on one single person to take all my photos what with a kid and differing schedules, etc etc blah blah adult life shit. So I am sucking it up and shooting myself more, even if I feel that the shots aren't as good (they aren't), and I hate lugging my tripod around (so shit), and I get exceedingly self-concious doing it in public spaces (I die inside omg). At the end of the day I know these photos are alright and that I hold myself to higher standards than anyone else does, but it's hard when photography is also the thing you do and you know exactly how you want pics to look...*sigh*...someday I'll clone myself for business purposes so I can just shoot myself and everything will be exactly as I envision it. That's the dream, yeah?

My Not Maternity Photos

Tuesday, March 13, 2018

This dress originally had much grander intentions for it than just being thrown on last minute and styled in my backyard with the remnants of the hair and makeup from an earlier shoot, but more often than not things don't work out quite as you plan. I bought this while I was pregnant and intended to take my maternity photos in it, super pregnant, in a field of tall golden grass while being as painful picturesque as possible. And it was a huge bonus because while pregnant this dress was actually not too long on me, which I literally never find in vintage maxi dresses....or any maxi dresses in general. Needless to say Coco coming a month early ruined just all my beautiful photographic dreams, and I never got around to styling the dress in a cliche field but oh hey here it finally is on the blog for me to share essentially two years later. Yay mom life.

Sabino Canyon

Sunday, March 11, 2018

One of the main reasons I wanted to move out of Washington was because I wanted to be outdoors more. I lovelovelove the sun and was in it every chance I could get in WA, but a few fleeting months (like two...maybe three) of warm weather were never enough for my sunshiney, desert soul. I've been really trying to hold myself to getting out and being more active since I've been here because it's perfect for it all the time and I don't want to waste a second of it when I spent years pining away for it. I also wanted to raise my kid in a place where she could run around carefree without worrying about constantly soggy ground and raincoats and boots and layers on layers on layers. Sometimes I tear up if I sit and think about how beautiful it is here and how it's everything I'd always been wanting. Coco asks to go outside or go for a walk or go to the park every damn day and that means the absolute world to me. I love it here. I love the desert. (And I love that I can wear all the clothes I was too worried would be ruined by the rain or mud or damp.)


Wednesday, February 21, 2018

I assume it will come as a shock to no one to say that I am not at all religious. I would however be lying if I said that churches didn't have some of the most beautiful architecture I've ever seen. This particular one is just right down the street from me and I had been dreaming of taking pictures at it since I first saw it, so I was very happy when I actually looked nice and had the time to hop over for a shoot. Apparently it used to be a monastery but had to be sold because there just weren't enough nuns to live there and keep it up any longer...or so my mom tells me. She thinks it may be turned into some sort of luxury apartments or housing and I think that would be just completely incredible. Wouldn't you just love to live in a place that looked like this? 100% sign me up.


Wednesday, February 14, 2018

I haven't spent many Valentine's Days single. I don't mean this in a braggy way, but more so that with Valentine's fast approaching this year it struck me that I had no (and would have no) concrete plans, and for once that was totally ok. I knew I was going to pour all my love and adoration for this much hated holiday into the Galentine's brunch I would be attending, and that's exactly what I did.