Glimpses of Me
In February of this year, after returning from yet another amazing journey to Las Vegas and WPPI, I decided to make some changes. Inspired by one of the speakers at the conference, Mary Marantz (http://www.justinmarantz.com), I concluded that my "about me" page on my website was a boring, oft repeated mantra of "this is where I grew up, this is why I love photography." Not that I thought there was anything wrong with that - it got the job done. But I wanted something more. I wanted to tell a story, or start to, with the same creativity and truth that I try to use when I tell the stories of my clients. So with my usual speed and motivation to complete something, especially when driven by the passion that is my blessing and occasionally my curse, I revised and updated my "about me" page a little over a month, and many revisions, later. I am satisfied with the result. I believe it gives readers, followers, clients and friends a glimpse into the every day me, into the person I am and the person I want to be. And today I decided to add to that via blog. There are a few things I left off the list of what I love (and have now added to the website). But here's a detailed version. Enjoy!
Love: indulging in retail therapy moments, especially in regards to on-sale sexy shoe shopping. Score today - one pair of silvery glittery strappy ready to dance stiletto heels that make me think that it's been too long since I've been clubbing. And to further justify the purchase, my friend Katy Perry comes on the in-store radio with her oh-so-catchy "Wakin' up in Vegas" song. Flooded with the overwhelming urge to shake it combined with almost-lust for blood pumping dance remixes, I stride confidently towards the checkout counter and spend 25 well earned dollars, committed to using these in January when my hubby and I hit up the Miami scene for the first time.
Love: fresh flowers and arranging said flowers in my creative collection of glass vases that I manage to tote from state to state without breaking. Today, Publix market and their fresh selection woo me with bright fall colors that bring me back to my own fall wedding bouquet, 9 years and one month ago. There's something so cheerful and romantic about bouquets and the art of displaying them is almost as therapeutic as shoe shopping. Almost.
Love: the satisfying crack of the spine of a new book. In this case, four new books. Yes, I am an informed consumer crossed with a techno geek. I definitely follow the trends, though do my research first. I own the iPhone 4. I'm seriously considering an iPad (strictly for business, of course). And don't even get me started on cameras. But for all the rave reviews of the Kindle and similar devices, I cannot seem to transition from the real feel of pages between my fingers to yet another computer screen to stare at. Yes, I've seen how realistic it is. Yes I understand downloading new books is cheaper (especially at the rate I read) than buying hardcovers. But I. still. can't. do. it. I love books. I love folding over the corners to mark my place. I love the smell of new ink on new paper. I just do. So thank you, Amazon, for making my inability to get on board with technology still somewhat affordable.
Love: indulging in retail therapy moments, especially in regards to on-sale sexy shoe shopping. Score today - one pair of silvery glittery strappy ready to dance stiletto heels that make me think that it's been too long since I've been clubbing. And to further justify the purchase, my friend Katy Perry comes on the in-store radio with her oh-so-catchy "Wakin' up in Vegas" song. Flooded with the overwhelming urge to shake it combined with almost-lust for blood pumping dance remixes, I stride confidently towards the checkout counter and spend 25 well earned dollars, committed to using these in January when my hubby and I hit up the Miami scene for the first time.
Love: fresh flowers and arranging said flowers in my creative collection of glass vases that I manage to tote from state to state without breaking. Today, Publix market and their fresh selection woo me with bright fall colors that bring me back to my own fall wedding bouquet, 9 years and one month ago. There's something so cheerful and romantic about bouquets and the art of displaying them is almost as therapeutic as shoe shopping. Almost.
Love: the satisfying crack of the spine of a new book. In this case, four new books. Yes, I am an informed consumer crossed with a techno geek. I definitely follow the trends, though do my research first. I own the iPhone 4. I'm seriously considering an iPad (strictly for business, of course). And don't even get me started on cameras. But for all the rave reviews of the Kindle and similar devices, I cannot seem to transition from the real feel of pages between my fingers to yet another computer screen to stare at. Yes, I've seen how realistic it is. Yes I understand downloading new books is cheaper (especially at the rate I read) than buying hardcovers. But I. still. can't. do. it. I love books. I love folding over the corners to mark my place. I love the smell of new ink on new paper. I just do. So thank you, Amazon, for making my inability to get on board with technology still somewhat affordable.
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