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Every busy woman needs a “girls weekend” once in a while. This fall I got to spend 3 days in Philadelphia with some wonderful women/photographers that I only see once a year.
We drank a lot. We ate a lot. We swore a lot. We snapped a lot of photos.
Sigh…perfect weekend.
On a gorgeous day back in September, I got dolled up, grabbed my camera gear, and headed out to hang with Ben and Mary on the biggest day of their lives. It was such a great day, and totally worth the sore feet I had by the end.
In terms of planning an amazing wedding, Ben and Mary pulled out all the stops. The ceremony took place in a small clearing in the forest, the reception was in an open-air gazebo decorated with twinkling lights, and the vintage-inspired details were breathtaking. I kind of did a little joy dance when I saw all of it.
What made the day most magical though, was seeing how much Ben and Mary truly love one another. It was palpable – and I’m so glad that I was there to capture some of that awesomeness with my camera.
As always, it was a pleasure helping Alex Neary on this one.
Vendor details: Dress: Carol Hannah / Bride’s accessories: BHLDN / Flowers: Coriander Girl / Venue: Kortright Centre / Cinematography: First Kiss Films
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Meet Jess and Kevin. They were married back in September in a charming outdoor ceremony. Then they threw an amazing party to celebrate. It was one heck of a good time.
Here’s my conundrum: I’m not sure what I was more in awe of – the bride’s staggering good looks or the groom’s infectious smile. Either way, these two were a joy to follow around and photograph.
Big thanks to Alex Neary for asking me to work with her on this one.
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When I was 18 I got a small, meaningless tattoo. It was a spur of the moment thing, and thankfully, it’s in a spot that almost no one ever sees. I am fascinated by tattoos and have wanted, for a very long time, to get something on my body that felt important and special. Having had kids, I knew that I wanted something that, to me, would represent how much of an impact they’ve had on my life. The trick was to figure out what sort of imagery spoke to my heart.
Two years ago I had my last child. Scott and I knew that 3 was our number. He “took care of his end of things” and our family felt complete. Around that same time, I came across an image of hand-drawn arrows that I found unbelievably beautiful. This summer, when I started feeling the pull quite strongly, I shopped around for an artist who understood where I was coming from. I really wanted that important tattoo, and if not now, then when? So, in early October, with Scott holding my hand, I got what I wanted. There are four arrows, one for my husband and each of my boys. They are the four arrows that penetrated my heart, and changed it forever.
Side note: Each of my guys picked an arrow that represented them (from left to right: Reese, Theo, Quinn, Scott). Reese, age 5, likes to cuddle up with me and stroke “his” arrow. Theo, age 2, draws arrows in marker on his forearm to match mama. I love these boys like crazy.
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