i love interiors, so when i heard designer emily henderson was giving a talk at unique la last month, i hurried on over to put myself on the rsvp list.
the day of the talk, i walked through the door, was handed this lovely notebook from scout books, put my bag down on a chair and followed the crowds of people towards the breakfast bar (it was 7:45 am after all). it wasn’t until i was in line for tea that i realized, oh my goodness, that’s her, that’s emily over there! she was standing right by the door with her team, meeting and greeting the few brave souls who went up to talk to her. i couldn’t think of anything else to say besides “i admire your work (um, hello, the fig house??! would love to shoot there!) and respect you” and at the risk of sounding too much like a fan girl, i stayed in line.
it’s funny, because normally i push myself outside of my comfort zone and introduce myself to the speaker whenever i go to these kinds of things, but that friday i was feeling…quieter. i told myself, “maybe afterwards” and found myself in a very engaging conversation with the person in front of me in line.
the talk went over time (of course! =)) and i didn’t get the chance to introduce myself to emily afterward, but i’m so glad i was able to go to the pep rally. it was grounding. emily is a talented and charming interior designer, blogger, mother, and business owner who had her own television show and i got to see her. hear her speak. know that with all she’s accomplished, she’s a real person who lives and breathes and has blood coursing through her veins. and that was valuable enough, for me anyways.
here’s a big thank you to the sponsors who put on this incredible event:
// unique usa for fostering a community of creatives
// scout books (how did they know i have a penchant for tiny journals? oh, right, it’s a creative thing.)
// coffee & tea & breakfast goodies from nescafe dolce gusto
do you remember your first kiss?
was it a soft, delightful memory? a passionate, intense one?
i remember mine.
it happened in college, just before i turned 17. (which pretty much makes me a grandma, to some people. ;))
recently, i was scrolling through my newsfeed and i saw his name, a name i hadn’t seen in ages. honestly, i’d forgotten we were even friends on facebook. it’s a strange in-between feeling: one where you feel slightly guilty for forgetting that this person existed because he’s just not on your radar, but realizing that you’ll never be able to forget his existence because it was with him that you shared your first kiss.
i’m not sure if it’s this ways for guys, and i don’t want to generalize and say it’s this way for girls, but it’s definitely this way for me. people leave footprints on our lives.
i clicked the link to his profile and remembered. i thought of how handsome his smile was and why i even dated him in the first place.
and then i subsequently visited the profile of another ex-person-i-have-dated and thought about another and about how i am a single girl who works full-time in the wedding industry. (so of course i would make it my personal mission to tell love stories for the rest of my life.)
i look forward to the day i have a love story to call my own, but in that moment i went back to my facebook newsfeed and i kept scrolling.
// what are your memories about your first kiss? feel free to share your story in the comments!
i can hardly believe it’s already nearly march! i took these self-portraits in december because it had been a while since my last set of self-portraits, and because my hair was straight (i straighten my hair about twice a year, tops). it’s always fun to look back and remember what hairstyles you had, or how long your hair was, and remember that specific time in your life. it’s funny because it’s february and i’m itching to take a new set of self-portraits and have new headshots done ;).
last week, i went location scouting for an upcoming shoot–one that had been on my mind for a long time. i finally said to myself, this is it. the time to do this is now.so i planned. sent emails. hoped and prayed and was so grateful to find other vendors to collaborate with, those who also fell in love with my vision for the shoot.
the shoot. once upon a dream, now becoming reality.
last week i drove the winding roads through the santa monica mountains… i’d never known what beauty lay slightly further west of my usual routes through los angeles. after the sun set, i drove home that evening with sand between my toes and peace within my heart.
today is the day of the shoot, and i can’t believe it’s really happening! it started as an idea–a desire to branch into a more intimate kind of portraiture–and evolved into something much more meaningful. this shoot is the first of a series of brand-defining, personal work for me.
here’s a peek at some of what’s to come. (a few of these images will be available as prints in my upcoming print shop next month! yay, wall decor! ;))