27- Here’s to the ones who dream, foolish as they may seem….

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This has been a pretty wild ride, and I’m also pretty spent. But it makes it all worth it when it really comes together.

It feel so good to show off the first all out ‘BY THE SEA’ shoot we did about 10 days ago. It was a beyond enchanting day. I woke up before my alarm like I was a kid and it was the first day of school. I haven’t had that buzzing, electricity-in-the-air feeling to that extent in a really, really long time. Everything didn’t quite go as planned that day, that’s just life and it’s ok. I went from a high, then a grumpy low that I’m not so proud of, but as soon as we got momentum it was smooth sailing.  There were 100 details to make this what I envisioned, and even though the logistics were overzealous, the end piece that is below is everything I hoped for. I can’t thank the Diva girls for rallying and executing like the awesome team they are.

I just sent out a newsletter to about 25,000 women who (it seems) have followed our journey for a bit. When I was writing out the ‘letter’ portion of the newsletter I went for it like I usually do. Very ‘business professional friendly’ sounding. Then my favorite song on the La La Land song played on the soundtrack I have on repeat all the time. That monologue solo that she does, which essentially reminds you that sharing the details, while being vulnerable, is not only far more interesting, but more meaningful for all involved. And I said ‘no’ to my businessy side, and ‘yes’ to just being me. Be un-edited like her. Say more. Say how you really feel. A mix of all these different things. So much going on. So many long, long solo days to make this happen. I wish I could sing it for you like she did in the movie. But I’m simply not as cool as Emma Stone.

What I love about this new chapter is not only that our pictures are more real and relaxed. But I feel more real and relaxed too. I feel like we are all totally friends, and this isn’t so much of a businessy tryna be a #girlboss- photographer-like relationship anymore. It’s just me. Being me.

My last client, can’t wait to blog about her, was so honest and shared so much with me at her shoot here. I think it’s because I shared a lot too on the blog these past months. Especially the first few posts.

So without further ado I present to you my latest project that I am super proud of. We styled and directed this entire shoot in hopes that it would set the tone for all our shoots here on out….

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Here’s to the ones who dream, foolish as they may seem….

I feel a strong desire to leave you with these lyrics that moved me from that scene I was talking about before. And if you haven’t seen it yet, please watch. Here’s the context; she’s a young woman, timid, but persevering in her dream. She makes some sacrifices that I think she ultimately regrets in the end (have to see the movie). But she couldn’t help herself, or change her direction, even if she wanted to. It’s really beautiful, gonna embed it below.

‘My aunt used to live in Paris
I remember, she used to come home and tell us these stories about being abroad
And I remember she told us that she jumped into the river once, barefoot

She smiled

Leapt, without looking
And tumbled into the Seine
The water was freezing
She spent a month sneezing
But said she would do it again

Here’s to the ones who dream
Foolish as they may seem
Here’s to the hearts that ache
Here’s to the mess we make

She captured a feeling
Sky with no ceiling
The sunset inside a frame

She lived in her liquor
And died with a flicker
I’ll always remember the flame

Here’s to the ones who dream
Foolish as they may seem
Here’s to the hearts that ache
Here’s to the mess we make

She told me
“A bit of madness is key
To give us new colors to see
Who knows where it will lead us?
And that’s why they need us”

So bring on the rebels
The ripples from pebbles
The painters, and poets, and plays

And here’s to the fools who dream
Crazy as they may seem
Here’s to the hearts that break
Here’s to the mess we make

I trace it all back to then
Her, and the snow, and the Seine
Smiling through it
She said she’d do it again’

So bring on the rebels,



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