Feel the rain on your skin,
No one else can feel it for you.
Drench yourself in words unspoken Live your life with arms wide open. natasha bedingfield | rain
It poured and poured and poured and poured on Saturday.
We decided to head downtown anyways.
And the rain took a break just as we arrived.
I told the girls that I love to act graceful, elegant, demure and regal when I'm downtown.
Time it was and what a time it was it was,
A time of innocence a time of confidences.
Long ago it must be, I have a photograph. simon and garfunkel | bookends
Today is the first day of my little FunShop!
We got to take some pictures of Audrey and her lovely mommy, Janet.
Audrey is learning how to walk.
It's adorable.
So wobbly yet brave...yet terrified?
I heart baby arm rolls and baby hair pigtails.
Really really really love those pigtails.
Aw :D
Audrey is such a happy little cookie. I was very proud of my girls!
They really did so well on this first shoot I threw them into.
We've spent the day shooting, talking about being real,
dreaming and defining ourselves, business + brands.
Stay tuned to get their blog addy's, see their pictures and learn about THEM!
(Sometimes baby's need water breaks too.) We are so colorful! And fun. I'd want to hang out with us. I hope you all have fun the rest of the few days!
And that I don't annoy you too much!
Sarah introduced me to Regina Spektor and Timbaland.
Sarah introduced me to eyebrow waxing.
Sarah intoduced me to sushi and Chipotle.
Sarah introduced me to David Jay.
Sarah introduced me to batch-editing, external lighting and sun flare.
Sarah introduced me to brand concept.
Sarah introduced me to completely loving on a stranger,
who was of no benefit to oneself.
Years ago (back when I was SEVENTEEN... weren't we cute?)
Sarah took me under her wing for a 6-week internship.
She poured herself into my time with her:
challenging my walk with the Lord,
welcoming me into her world,
teaching me about photography
and creating memories I'll never forget.
And she did it for free.
Actually, that's a lie.
She lost money on this little internship idea I had.
She not only let me stay in her room, tag along to all her events,
build my portfolio at her shoots,
but she also paid for every meal, all the gas, all the parking,
not to mention the Anthropologie apron she bought me,
and programs she gave me, and website she designed with me.
At one point as we waited in line at Panda Express for our orange chicken,
I BEGGED her to let me pay.
"Nope! Nope nope nope.
Someone did this for me when I was starting out,
so the only thing I ask is that you do this for someone else when you can."
Wow.
I never forgot that.
Her generosity, self-less-ness and complete joy in giving herself to me,
really changed something in my life.
I want to impact people the way Sarah impacted me.
Because Sarah gives of herself,
which represents our God,
who fully, generously, selflessly, joyfully gave Himself for me.
Sarahis in town for a few days, and we're gonna hit the sights + sounds of MD tonight,
but I couldn't pass the chance to brag about her, highlight her and thank her.
Love you, you funny, ridiculous, booty-licious, gangsta, Dance Queen, you ;)
Frog: Whenever I haf to do somezing qwuik... I always breeng a turtle.
Turtle: I think I pulled a muscle.
Frog: I'm gonna DIE! I knew it! I'm on a dangerous mission with a LAME TURTLE!
the swan princess | frog + turtle
My love of romance and my love of humor started young in life. For the humor... check out this above clip from one of my childhood favorites, The Swan Princess. Dry, sarcastic, frantic. I love it.
But these cartoons are also drippingly romantic!
I spent the wee hours of the night several nights ago watching clips of my favorite princess movies. Dang are there some good moments. Beauty and The Beast's Tale Old As Time scene?
Weep.
Cinderella, my favorite, getting spotted by Prince Charming for the first time?
Ooze.
The Swan Princess, based on Swan Lake,
is the adventurous story of Prince Derek (the idiot) and Princess Odette (the lovely),
and how he grows up, mans up and learns to truly love her with an"everlasting love."
(Er, as well as a children's fairytale cartoon can portray that...)
After being set-up by their royal parents,
and falling "in love" Derek proposes to Odette.
She first wants to know why he loves her.
He says because she's beautiful.
She wants to know "what else?"
And in a moment of tact, wisdom and...idiot-ness he replies:
"What else is there?"
Ba.
Good one, Prince Derek, good one.
His friend joked:
"You should write a book: How To Offend Women In Five Syllables or Less"
But Odette fled the scene (good girl.)
Then got turned into a swan (stupid beast villains and their magical spells).
Everyone, however, thought she had been killed.
Derek didn't believe it.
He set his mind, energy and heart to finding her,
saving her and proving that he was a changed man.
As Odette insightfully said "I need to know that he loves me, for just being me!"
Off the prince went to find his girl.
Rogers: Oh, Derek. You've looked everywhere.
She's not coming back.
The whole kingdom knows that.
Prince Derek: The whole kingdom's wrong!
Odette's alive, and I'm gonna find her.
The prince was right.
And he did indeed find her.
And the Great Beast Animal who put her under the spell, Rothbart,
was Derek's final obstacle.
Prince Derek: Don't let her die. Rothbart: Is that a threat? Prince Derek: Don't you dare let her die! Rothbart: Oh, it is a threat. Only if you defeat me!
Alright, alright... game on.
Derek fought and defeated Rothbart,
(though Rothbart was decidely bigger, stronger and more powerful...
awwwww, True Love won :D awwww).
He had proven that he really loved Odette.
Princess Odette: Will you love me, Derek? Until the day I die?
Prince Derek: No, Odette, much longer. Much longer.
BEST.
Ever.
This world needs more of that.
Do YOU have any favorite princess movies or lines or songs?
Cause the good Lord knows I need to spend more time thinking about princesses
the first time that i met her,
i couldn't say a word.
she knew what i was thinking
and I'm not sure how it worked.
josh kelley | baby blue eyes
Once upon a time there was Abby.
Abby was adorable, smart and Texan
Abby was a gymnast.
Abby's hard-work got her a scholarship to University of Maryland.
Abby took Spanish at University of Maryland.
Once upon a very similar time there was Max.
Max was funny, strong and an Ohio-an.
Max was a lacrosse player.
Max's skills got him a scholarship to University of Maryland.
Max took Spanish at University of Maryland.
All the way across the room,
on the first day of Spanish Class,
Max was...well... quite taken with Abby,
all the way on the other side of the room.
Max geared himself up.
He put on his big boy shoes.
And the following Spanish class...
he sat right behind Abby.
Not all the way on the other side of the room.
And they met for the first time.
That chance meeting, in a random class, in a random state,
was the hand of God at work.
He brought Max + Abby together just over a year ago.
After their sweet and gushy Disney Channel-esque meeting,
they dated, fell in love and now they are engaged.
"She's just the girl for me.
I don't know how else to say it it.
She's it.
She's the girl for me."
Max knew the right when he met her that this girl was different.
He even called his mom and told her
"I found the girl I'm gonna marry."
And let's be honest...
Abby is a catch!
Gorgeous, athletic, smart - she has a lot going for her!
I'd be willing to bet those things intimidate a lot of guys.
And maybe it was that jocky-confidence,
that led Max to be sure he would marry this girl.
Or maybe he was a normal guy,
who was a 6'4 bundle of nerves,
but was not willing to let his fears ruin this.
He wanted that mini-Texan.
He became friends with her,
and they haven't parted since.
Badda-bing, badda-boom.
One area they both really bonded over was their athletic careers.
Max and Abby are passionate about doing what they are passionate about.
They did not want to miss the chance to play the sport they loved.
And they played HARD.
I love everything about that :D
But I also love how peaceful Abby was with her gymnastics season ending.
"I have Max now.
And a wedding to plan,
and life is moving forward!
It had to come to an end sometime...
... but I have so much to look forward to!"
"When I met Max,
I wasn't looking for anyone."
(sidenote: people say that aaaaaalll the time. Noted.)
(other side note: they have the cutest arms!)
"I really loved where I was at,
and I wasn't looking to add anything to my life!
I was so happy!"
"But I didn't realize how much I was missing.
He brings out in me what I didn't know I needed.
It's so complete to have him."
"And I truly didn't know I needed it."
(Another side-note: Abby told me that he was the "cute one",
while she was the "smart one".)
(Don't get me wrong - she is smaaaaaart.
But also pretty ridiculously cute.)
See? Yeah. Hello. "Hey Ab,
are you Vogue-ing it up or what?"
"Hahah yeah, I'm Vogue-ing it up, Max."
I love these next shots, mostly because of how they "came to be."
That stone wall is the base of a giant old bridge in Glen Echo.
I wanted Max + Abby to go stand on the rocks while I shot from up high. "It won't be that hard getting down there!"
Um. It was that hard getting down there.
The hill was quite steep, but also really soft with new spring ground.
It was a thorny, humid, rocky, bumble-bee-y hot mess.
Abby wore her stiletto's and used them as spikes to secure herself.
Max was sweating through his nice button-up shirt.
I was the brilliant, sneezing, make-up-less, allergy attacked wonder following behind.
Max wanted to carry Abby.
Abby didn't want to be carried because she didn't want them both to fall.
I sneezed.
A crowd gathered on the bridge, watching us participate in such a feat.
Once we made it safely to the bottom a friendly soul called out "There is an easier way on the other side of the bridge!"
We looked over, and sure enough there was a
smooth, slightly inclined, clear, dirt path. "We coulda used you five minutes ago!"
and everyone laughed.
But it all worked out. So well.
And it was a sweet little view into their world.
Max, the kind, brave leader... who wants to protect Abby from all harm.
Abby, the helpful, loving support... who wants to make them both a success, even if risk is involved.
And they happen to be madly in love.
I merrily skipped up the easy path to get the shot I was envisioning on top the bridge.
Love how it came out!
Afterwards Max + Abby came up the easy path too.
They look way too good for how humid, sweaty, pond-wet, thorny and mountain-climby
the last few minutes had been.
Y'all should teach a class.
You'd make mad dough.
Or you could kiss each other. That is a great idea too.
I had so much fun with you both - lets hang out again?
And I'm so excited that God allowed your lives to intersect,
and that He's taking you on a new road together.
Guess we'll see how this one goes... ;)
- Today I look like I have been sobbing for hours.
But I haven't been! I'm happy! But allergies are here. And I love them.
Because it means summer is almost here.
- I'm going to Ireland? Wait, what?
- What are you doing this moooonth?!
"Yeah! Like this is The Notebook? You just ask somebody out?" "You can't do that." "We say we love it in the movies, we say we love it in real life,
but we don't really."
--
Last year this first video started making its way around Facebook.
It was getting so popular that the guys in it decided to take it off Facebook
and put it on YouTube to see the stats grow better.
Over 780,000 views later,
they decided to make a sequel.
You've probably already seen them,
but just watch them again.
I think I've watched them both a dozen times?
SO.STINKING.FUNNY.
"Ice cream?" "I'm soooo bad."
"I have to go to the bathroom.
Does anyone wanna come with me?" "I could pee a little bit!"
What I love, especially in the second one,
is how their conversation goes "all" over the place.
They just nail it.
"How was Costa Rica?"
"I looooove Africa."
"Lion King is my favorite movie!"
"Cars can go backwards!"
"You're so right. Yes they can."
hahahah
These are super quoteable ;)
Another reason I love them.
You have a favorite quote/line?
"Remember, I don't eat gluten." "When did that happen?"
"When it was trendy." "I think I'm gluten intolerant!"
"I think we all are." "Gluten is so ew."
Who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees,
And fed my houseguests bark and leaves
priscilla ahn | dream
--
One sunny California day about 12 years ago,
I sat in the back of the family station-wagon,
"finishing" my math homework.
My parents were taking us to Disneyland for the day.
I remember very clearly having this back and forth "conversation" in my head with myself. "I like that I'm going to Disneyland and I'm just a kid, buuuut I am gonna be really glad when I'm done with school."
I started thinking of things I really loved right now,
but also thought of things I looked forward to in the future.
That car ride came to mind the other day.
Lots of things I wondered about back then have happened!
It's so fun!
So I decided to play to the "I love now-I look forward to later" game again :D
I love that I have so much freedom to baby-sit and enjoy other families these days. See all the babies in the frames? It's so much fun, it's so entertaining and I can't imagine my world without little people.
I look forward to being able to put the faces of my own little babes in those frames. And spend time e-mailing looking for babysitters. And then come home to find out from the babysitter that my kids broke the frames and ate the newspaper. Or something? I love being able to decorate a single girl's home. I love that one morning when I wake up I can decide to rearrange the whole living room. Just on a whim! New pillows? Whyyyy not!
I look forward to decorating a home for a family - that probably won't include a glass coffee table.
But it'll be a fun challenge to kid-proof a house that a man wants to come home to that I like to look at. Hmmm. I el-oh-vee-ee LOVE having friends over for dinner. Even if it's just heating up leftovers, I love that people can come eat dinner, talk about their day and kick back at my house.
I look forward to being able to make my hard-workin' boy meals. So that after a long day he can come home eat dinner, talk about his day and kick back at our house.
I love that if I'm out, I get to come back to my home. I can be out as late as I want, I have no one to report to, and I don't have to be quiet so I won't wake anyone up. I love walking in here at the end of the night.
I look forward to the day when someone is here waiting for me.
And he will lock up, and turn off the lights, and sleep on the side by the door in case someone breaks in.
I love learning more about fashion, being creative with my outfits and brainstorming options.
I look forward to kicking myself in the butt for wearing mom-jeans that I swore I'd NEVER wear. Come on, every mom goes through that stage at some point, right? ;)
I LOVE that my bathroom is MINE. I have a bathroom "thing." It's like my nest. And it's pink.
I can light my mandarin orange candle, keep my matching yellow razors in the tub and take as long as I want to get ready.
I'm looking forward to days when three quiet minutes in a bathroom with kiddie-toys in the tub,
pee-stains from the newly potty-trained, and no toilet paper is a blissful haven. I love that whatever happens in my house, happens because of me. In the good ways - what is cleaned up, what is organized and what is personal. But also the bad ways ;) When I make messes, when I lose things, when I break things... it's alllll my fault haha But I love it because it's helping me become much more responsible.
I'm looking forward to other people living with me. Growing up in a house of nine people, I loved the chaotic "Who moved my purse?!" as well as the blessing of someone else emptying the dishwasher for me every day.
I love that I've managed to put EVERYthing in my house together + hang EVERYthing on the walls
with just these "tools" (plus a borrowed drill haha). Yup. That's my tool box. And my Creative Memories hammer. I look forward to having a garage or shed or even just a normal tool box with real man tools in them.
I bet you my frames will stay up better in the future. I love that my schedule is about me. That might sound selfish, but it's true. There is only one persons schedule on my calendar! My shoots, my meetings, my travel days, my dinners. Not gonna lie, it's fun!
I look forward to filling my life with other people's schedules. Color-coding the good ol' iCal for date night and soccer practice and doctor's appointments. My "me" time will probably be scheduling when to grocery shop. Or when to vacuum the car. Woop it up. I love sitting on my porch, watching the families walk by. I look forward to being in my own family walking by. I love walking down across the street for pedicure when I feel like it,
just because I have a free afternoon. I look forward to spending free afternoon's painting my little girls toes. I love the stillness, the peace, the quiet, the time I have these days. I have been able to read, pray and focus more then I ever have in my life. It's been lovely. I look forward to being able to bring to mind what I'm learning now, especially on days where I won't have a quiet moment to stop and slow down. I'm learning to store + treasure up the current times so I can use them in future times! I love my ridiculous and feminine zebra rug.
I look forward to taking my kids to see zebras at the zoo. I love going a whole day putting NO make-up on, not showering and possibly being a little smelly.
I look forward to the day when I'll know I really should freshen up cause my man is coming home. I love that my carpets don't have stains on them.
I look forward to carpets being ruined by stains. I hope there are some good stories to tell! I love dreaming about the future, imagining what my life could be like 12 years from now. I look forward to dreaming about what my life could be like 12 years from 12 years from now. I love this life God has given me right now, and I wouldn't change a single thing for this time.
Lindsay has been down at University of Maryland her whole college "career,"
therefore I don't see her very much.
It's just what happens after highschool.
She's going to be a Spanish teacher.
(An amazing one at that.)
But when we do have a chance to talk and catch up,
(maybe twice a year)
we always jump right back to where we left off.
I love friendships like that.
This past Thanksgiving Break in 2010,
I had some girls over one night.
Lindsay was one of them.
She updated us on her recent trip to Ecuador.
I grilled her on boys.
Pause while I introduce Angel.
I met Angel this summer,
but had heard about him a fair amount
because of all the evangelism work he is involved with at church.
He also fights.
Like, he's a professional fighter.
And he's funny, likes salsa dancing and absolutely loves God.
Oh. And he's Guatemalan.
Basically, perfect for Lindsay.
Back to the Thanksgiving Break grilling.
"Linds, I think you and Angel would be great together."
She gasped her cute little Lindsay gasp.
"Kriiiiiisten. Really? You think so? I don't even know him!"
The rest of the night I explained why I thought they'd be great,
I follow-ed up with some texts reminding her that I thought they'd be great,
and started spreading the word to the rest of my friends,
so they could help hint at Angel + Lindsay.
Angel lives with the Smith family down near the University of Maryland.
Long story short, I was visiting the Smith's.
I told Jenni, the Smith Wife, that I was trying to set Angel and Lindsay up.
"Huh. Do they know each other?
She never comes over here to hang-out...
But she's such a sweet girl! I could definitely see that!"
Two minutes later, Lindsay came to the door.
I kid you not.
She hadn't been over to the Smith's in months.
We all hung out with a few other friends who came over, too.
Lindsay studied.
She said she was going to leave when I left.
So I stayed really really late.
Angel... well, he was impressed with Lindsay.
After that night, he wanted to see her more.
A lot more.
And within six weeks, they were dating!
And about 10 weeks later, Angel got in touch with me,
and wanted pictures of the proposal.
Yeah. It was fast.
Because they are perfect for each other.
Kneeeeew it ;)
Okay. lots of words, I told you.
But time for some pictures.
Monday afternoon Angel and I met up to perfect this proposal plan.
He showed me the three-page-letter he had for her,
he showed me the ring,
the spot he wanted to propose
(at the same table in Starbucks where he first asked her out),
we practiced the route from Lindsay's school to Starbucks,
and I approved of Angel's outfit
(He wore orange. Lindsay's favorite.)
Angel had been leaving notes, flowers and hints of the upcoming proposal
all around for Lindsay all day long.
This three-page-note was the final one.
The plan was for her to come out of class and find this note.
He poured out his heart on those pages,
and at the end said something along the lines of
"I have a question for you, please come find me where I first asked you out."
After everything was just how he wanted, Angel left to wait at Starbucks. I hid in my car waiting for Lindsay. My heart was racing. It took her fooooorever to come. But finally the tiny and sweet girl arrived at her car. She gasped her Lindsay gasp and just stared in the window for a good long while.
And the first thing she did was grab her camera for a picture ;) My kind of girl! Woot woot!
Then she sat down to read Angel's sincere, deep, honest letter
about his affection for her and
desire to lay down his life for her.
Lindsay smiled and cried.
She read slowly and her hands trembled.
I had asked Angel why he wanted to marry Lindsay a few days prior. He had a good answer: "She loves God, she loves people,
and wants to have a home that is open so others can enjoy her hospitality
(something I love.)
She is compassionate and caring.
She cracks me up like crazy.
She is a critical thinker.
She calls me out on things,but she does it graciously.
She encourages my leadership.
God has gifted her in areas I am not.
She is amazingly beautiful - I mean I can stare at her for quite a while."
"I am happy when I am with her.I hate saying goodbye.
It is difficult not to want to lay my life down for her,
not because I have to but because I get to.
It is only right that I commit to finding my joy in hers, doing everything in my power to make her a success, and to brag about how I am what I am because of her help. Even if I told you in more complex or even in other languages,I would not be able to pin what I want to say down."
"My heart rate jumps up a few beats when I know she is five minutes away
and it slows down five minutes before she is gone.
I am like a giddy school boy when she calls."
If you didn't catch that from all he said, Angel is in love. He's in love with Lindsay. He wants to marry Lindsay.
Being her husband can't come soon enough.
And she couldn't come soon enough for him to ask her ;)
Poor guy was an antsy, fidget-y, nervous mess!
But he finally spotted her car.
And he just LIT up. "I'm going to propose to her! I see her! She's here!"
The following few seconds were surreal. It was probably the most dream-like moment of MY life. And I was only taking pictures.
It felt like slow motion.
I think there was a sound-track.
It was just breath-taking.
Lindsay ran into his arms,
with her sweet Lindsay gasps.
Angel locked eyes with her, and just absolutely beamed.
They hugged and he practically held the dear emotional girl up. She could have just collapsed right there.
"My decision is easy not because I know or think marriage will be easy, but because there is no one I would rather lay my life down for than you."
"I have had dreams, read books, and seen others lay their lives down for their wives, yet none of them told me
how sweet this death is.
And even if they did,
language failed them."
"I want to lay what I am down for your greater good.
I want to magnify your gifts.
I want to live life with you.
I want to build a family with you.
I want to find my joy in things that bring joy to you.
Will you let me do this for as long as I live?"
Lindsay just sang out a confident yet gasp-y "YES! YES YES YES yeeees!"
The next few minutes were my favorite of the day.
The moments where reality settled.
Where such full, intense, joyful emotions reigned.
I couldn't help but tear up watching their utter joy. "God has done this, and it is marvelous in our eyes."
I left them to enjoy the moment, to enjoy "their" coffee-shop, to enjoy God's kindness, to laugh and look at Lindsay's new bling. THEY ARE GETTING MARRIED!
This post isn't the time or place to go into details,
but both Lindsay and Angel have hard stories from the past.
I've specifically gotten to watch Lindsay walk through trial.
And I've watched her raise her head in the swallows of pain and say
"He gives and takes away,
my heart will choose to say,
Lord, blessed be Your name."
It is so sweet to watch you in a season of "give", Lindsay.
It does my soul good to watch you so.happy.
To watch you fall in love and stand beside your future husband.
Angel, thank you for being so wonderful to this amazing girl.
She's amazing.
God has prepared you for each other,
and I get chills thinking about what He has for you both.
This marriage is going to impact eternity.
I'm so glad you've fallen for each other.
and be a cheerleader while she spoke at ImageQuest.
First I got an a little plan with propellers (those are my favorite kind of planes.)
Then I landed at an unknown airport in an unknown state (seriously. I was confused there for a while. A lady on her phone said she was at a layover in Delaware, the souvenirs said NYC and lot's of other things said "Garden State" which is New Jersey. I felt stupid. And pranked.