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Howdy! I'm Molly! Welcome to my site. Go ahead, get comfy; take a load off.

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Recipe: Vegetable Stir-Fry With Coconut Rice

I haven’t posted any recipes in FAR too long, which is ridiculous considering I cook full meals at least five days a week (the other days we survive, woe is us, on leftovers).  I regularly create and find new and delicious ones to share, and so much of what I make comes from tireless searches of magazines, cooking sites and blogs.  I figure if I go out of my way to sift out the duds, perhaps someone else can benefit from my efforts.

So this post is both a recipe for you and a plea from me.  See, my recent cooking endeavors have been trending toward vegetarianism.  While I haven’t eaten red meat but two or three times in the last decade or so (and I enjoyed not one of those forays), I don’t think I could ever make the leap to a full-time meatless diet  – what can I say, I really like fish and turkey.  Instead, I compromise and cook a meat-free dinner once or twice a week.  But you know what?  I SUCK at finding quality, filling, vegetarian recipes that aren’t pasta-based or that don’t attempt to recreate the texture and flavor of meat with non-meat products.  So when I find a good one, I keep it.

Last night, I found a good one. :)  The coconut rice really makes the meal.  I didn’t create this, however — it’s from the most recent RealSimple Magazine, so I’ll take no more credit than is due for flipping through pages (and for adding a few parenthetical notes).

My plea?  I ask for you to share your vegetarian (and heck, vegan) recipes with me.  I need them / want them / would love to share them.  You can comment or email them to me and I will probably be your best friend for life and offer to feed you dinner.  That is not necessarily a joke.  Now, enjoy!

Vegetable Stir Fry With Coconut Rice
–Lisa Hubbard for RealSimple

Vegetable Stir-Fry With Coconut Rice

Serves 4

1 cup long-grain white rice
14 ounce can coconut milk (check the Mexican food section of the grocery store — it’s usually cheaper there)
1/4 cup low-sodium soy sauce
2 tablespoons fresh lime juice
1/2 teaspoon Sriracha or some other hot pepper sauce, such as Tabasco (I used chili garlic sauce, which I doubled)
1 tablespoon canola oil
2 carrots, cut into very thin strips
1 red bell pepper, thinly sliced
8 ounces shiitake mushrooms, stems removed and caps thinly sliced
2 cups bean sprouts (my grocery store blows, and had no fresh bean sprouts; I used canned, which was “enh,” but better than nothing!)
2 scallions, thinly sliced
1/4 cup roasted peanuts, chopped (I omitted these)

Cook the rice according to the package directions, substituting the can of coconut milk for 1 cup of water.  If you’re not into coconut, I feel for you, but you can just stick to regular ol’ rice.

Meanwhile, in a small bowl, whisk together the soy sauce, lime juice, and Sriracha; set aside.

Heat the oil in a large skillet over medium heat. Add the carrots and bell pepper and cook, tossing frequently, for 3 minutes. Add the mushrooms and bean sprouts and cook, tossing, until the vegetables are just tender, 2 to 3 minutes more.

Add the soy sauce mixture and toss to coat. Serve over the rice and sprinkle with the scallions and peanuts.

–Source: RealSimple Magazine, Vegetable Stir-Fry

September 2010 Goals

There have been a couple of days recently when I’ve walked outside in the morning and the air has felt decidedly… Fall.  You know what I mean.  It’s not the temperature, necessarily, but an unidentifiable undercurrent, a certain electric chill that signals the coming end of summer.  I’m trying to take this well, to not flash forward to the frozen future that is My Least Favorite Season (Read: Winter) and end up a bawling puddle of sadness on my office floor.  Note that I said I’m trying, not that I’m succeeding.  I’m not a superwoman, but I am trying.  And now if I can somehow work in a reference to spring, I’ll have talked about every season in one paragraph. :)

So!  Let’s distract me from my frigid doom with some goals, shall we?

September Goals (August holdovers in italics):

  • Revamp the portfolio section of this site
  • Finish all my pending edits in the first week of the month
  • Buy some new equipment to replace what I sold (exciting!)
  • Blog once a week — Yeah, okay, I failed at this one.  But I’m planning out my blogs for this month, which should help keep me on track.  I’m also upping it to “at least once a week.”  Let’s see how I do!
  • Keep up with my exercise schedule (again), and get Honey on one, too! — Confession: I’m not proud to admit this, but I took almost the whole month off from exercising.  HOWEVER, Glen and I are attempting to switch to a pre-work exercise schedule, for which our bodies currently despise us.  So, that’s the new goal for this month; stick with it.
  • Read a business-related book I’ve had on my shelf for awhile, but have yet to pick up — Started, but not yet finished.
  • Organize my paperwork (ugh) — Can you tell I’m avoiding this one?

Completed August Goals:

  • Make and order studio guestbook
  • Finish my friend’s overdue baby gift (the gift is overdue, not the baby!)
  • Sell some equipment! (And hopefully not have any more of my days ruined by unconscionably rude respondents to my craigslist posts.  Seriously, what is WITH some people?) — YESSSSS.

How will you start off your Fall season?

Caroline + Jeff | Manchester Country Club Wedding | Manchester, CT

Starting today, I’m trying something new with my posts.  See, the better I get at photography (which to my inner critic seems like never, but which is in truth every single day), the more images I love too much not to share.  And it doesn’t take but a skim through my previous posts to see that I am a bit, ahem, longwinded on the text side of things.  As such, I think my blog posts are getting just a liiittle too long.  And darn it, try as I might, I just can’t shut up. So!  In order to focus on what I do best (portraits) we’re going to try a mix of stills of my absolute favorites (impossibly hard to narrow down, by the way), and a slideshow of the rest.  What do you think?  I’d love your (yes, I’m talking to you, dear reader) feedback.

Let me introduce you to our first guinea pigs: Caroline + Jeff.

Caroline + Jeff were married August 7th under a gorgeous oak tree at Manchester Country Club.  I had only met Caroline once before, when she booked me almost a year ago — which she did almost immediately, because we really clicked.  I knew we got along swimmingly, so I shouldn’t have been nervous while I waited for her in the hotel lobby, but as always, I totally was.  At least until she walked in and I saw her smiling face.  Suddenly, all my nerves were gone, and, just like always, all my attentions turned to making Caroline’s day as easy as possible for her (and Jeff!).

That Caroline + Jeff chose to wed under an oak tree made my heart smile, because that was one of my only requirements for selecting my own ceremony site for next year.  Another neat aspect to their day?  They didn’t have their guests sit far from them in traditional fashion.  Instead, they asked those in attendance to remain standing for the short and sweet ceremony, and the officiant lovingly requested that they all gather closely around.  It made for a very intimate and romantic atmosphere, and was a nice change of pace.

But can I tell you my favorite part of this wedding?  I promise, it’s not what you’re expecting.  Caroline’s entire family is French Canadian, which means they speak — waaaait for it — French!  You may not know this about me, but I’ve been studying French since I was 12; I have a Bachelor’s degree in it, in fact.  I even lived in France while I was in college — I returned home five years ago last month (HOLY FAST PASSAGE OF TIME, BATMAN).  It’s something that got deep down in my bones; I thought in French, dreamed in French, sometimes even maybe perhaps talked to myself while I was alone in French.  But aside from little bits here and there, over the last five years I haven’t had much contact with the language, and I miss it.  I miss it often.  I try to satiate myself with music and the occasional podcast, but it doesn’t fit the bill.  So you can imagine what a treat this wedding was for me. :)

But enough about what I thought.  Shall we?

I loved Caroline’s something old and something blue — her grandmother’s costume jewelry, center:

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What do you do when you’re limited on space and time and you need a fun place to photograph (lovely!) shoes?  How about the fridge?  (This was very entertaining to the bridesmaids, by the way.)
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Caroline chose an absolutely stunning dress.
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And I love her little hands poking out of the top of it!
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Caroline.  Beautiful.
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Jeff.  Handsome.
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His handsomeness didn’t stop him from feeling a bit anxious before the start of the ceremony, however.

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His groomsmen, on the other hand, were not feeling the pressure.  In fact, they were teaching each other card tricks to pass the time.
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GORGEOUS!
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Jeff’s mom and dad, during the ceremony.  :)

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First kiss, and first smile after the first kiss. :)
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Jeff had the perfect look on his face just after the recessional.  P.S.  That’s their oak tree there on the left.
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And now the best part: portraits!

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Laughter!  My favorite thing in the world!
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I think this is my favorite photo from the day.  The light, the colors and their expressions.  I just love it.

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Of course, we needed a few shots under the tree itself.

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How about a few very lovely details to round out the day?
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Caroline’s shoes look even better on.  And I love that you can see one of her Grandmother’s pins tucked away inside her dress.

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I don’t know what the heck this is, but it was great for the ring shot.

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Caroline’s flowers were simple and beautiful.  And I’ve had those things on the right explained to me, but I still don’t know what the heck they’re for.  Golfy applications, certainly.

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Jeff’s boutonniere, and the luscious bridesmaids bouquets.  Love the little green berries.

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Just one shot from the reception.  This was basically the whole room’s reaction to Caroline’s sisters’ tandem toast.  I was wiping away some tears, myself, and this face was too perfect not to capture.

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And lastly, the happy couple.
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To see the rest of Caroline + Jeff’s favorites from their day, please watch their slideshow. (Set to — surprise! — French music.)

Caroline + Jeff, thank you so much for letting me be a party to your day.  Thank you for letting me revel in a beloved language lost to me.  Thank you for being such kind people.  Congratulations to you both.  Enjoy your photos!

Marta + Gwaki | New Haven, CT | Wedding

[Quick side note for anyone reading this via RSS: A few days ago I accidentally hit "publish" instead of "save draft" before this entry was finished (Go, me!).  And even though I IMMEDIATELY took it down, my feed reader still caught it and published it -- thanks, Google. I was only about halfway done with my comments, which are VERY IMPORTANT AND SHOULD NOT BE MISSED.  So, this is me pleading with you to read it again!  On with the show!]

Fair warning: You are about to hear me (over)use two phrases during this post.  1) “How freaking beautiful is ____?!” (Mostly, this will be in reference to Marta, but in all fairness, you’ll soon see why I can’t help that), and 2) “FAVORITE!!!!” (Or some variation thereof.)  Are you excited yet?

Marta + Gwaki.  I love saying their names.  It may be because I’ve spent so much time with the two of them as a couple, but I just think their names fit together well; they blend into one another.  MartaGwaki.  They roll off the tongue together.  Marrrrrta + Gwaki.  (She’s Portuguese; roll that R.)

Marta + Gwaki.  I loved photographing their wedding.  They were married on July 11th at Amarante’s Sea Cliff in New Haven on an absolutely stunning day.  The main element of their wedding that sticks in my mind?  Laughter.  From beginning to end, so much laughter.  (I’ll prove it to you in a minute.)

Oh, and love — I can’t forget love.  But hey, it was a wedding, right?  Of course there was love.  Except this wedding was different from any others I’ve photographed, and I can’t quite put my finger on any one thing to explain it to you.  The best example I’ll give is that, by the close of the night as I was packing away my stuff to make the drive home, Marta turned to me with a huge smile on her face and said, “It was like you were just another friend at our wedding.”  My heart melted.

I know it’s poor form to have favorites (moreover to publicly announce them!), and that having a favorite by definition means that something else is less — less liked, less cherished.  But when have I ever been anything but a woman of poor form?  Because I have no shame in admitting that these two?  These two are my favorites.

Here, let me show you why.

Good afternoon, Long Island Sound.


Amarante’s Sea Cliff is perched on a pretty small piece of land, but what they lack in square acreage, they make up for in views and flowering gardens.  And as you’ll see in a minute, the Bride’s prep room has some of the most gorgeous light you ever did see.

Sometimes the most plain environment best allows a dress to speak for itself.  [Funny story: Before I edited any of these photos, I went out to try on dresses for my own wedding.  We found several nice options, but there was one dress in particular that everyone loved.  Like, L-O-V-E kind of loved.  Imagine my surprise when I sat down to work on this wedding and realized that IT WAS MARTA'S DRESS.  I now know for certain that I could have given Marta a good punch to the midsection and she wouldn't have felt a thing, because the boning in that dress was not messing around.  Not that I would engage in fisticuffs with any of my brides, mind you.  I'm just saying.  I really liked Marta's dress. :)]

And the view behind the dress wasn’t too shabby, either.  (Check out the tip top of that cloud behind the window shade.  Love it.) :)

Marta was the first bride I’ve had to mix it up with her shoes and I have to praise her for it.  Ladies, there is no law that says your shoes have to be white.  In fact, I’d be willing to use all my years of Mock Trial experience to argue that there should be a law AGAINST it.  (Yes.  Mock Trial.  I was in Mock Trial, alright?)

This is their Flower Girl (whose name, I’m embarrassed to admit, is escaping me).  How freaking beautiful is this child!?  And she was an absolute sweetheart, to boot.  Later, during the ceremony, Gwaki was getting a little teary, so she walked up to him to offer up the handkerchief she was carrying.  SERIOUSLY?  Precious.

The gorgeous light I was talking about:

And how freaking beautiful is Marta?!  I loved how relaxed she was all day.

Alright, so I’m probably going to get in trouble for posting the one on the left, but COME ON!  That might be my FAVORITE “putting on the dress” photo to date!  Makes me grin every time I see it.

Marta wanted a small orchid for her hair.  Apparently that message was not properly conveyed to her florist, but golly, what she got sure was beautiful.  Happy accident.

Refrain: How freaking beautiful is Marta?!  Right?


Ceremony, here we come!

The ceremony was not too short, not too long.  And it alternated between unbearably touching (yeah, I cried behind my camera), and this:

What a perfect day.  The clouds, the clouds!

Gonna just go ahead and say it: FAVORITE photo of an officiant TO DATE.

Remember the laughing I mentioned before?  I wasn’t kidding.


First kiss. :)

If I had to sum the two of them up using one photo only, I might use this one:

Hello, beautiful bridal party!


I showed Marta this picture right after I took it, and her response was, “I KNEW this was the kind of sunshine you liked!”  Why yes, Marta.  Yes it is.  :)


Okay, probably nobody cares about this but me, but.. see that photo on the left?  Before everyone was introduced at the reception, they forced them all to stand in this teeny tiny hallway to wait for something (I think there was an issue setting up the sound system).  Both sets of parents and the bridal party were all crammed together behind this drape and when I looked at it from inside the hall, something about it just struck me.  In other news, how freaking adorable (and beautiful!) are Marta’s parents?

Okay, I take it back.  I might sum up Marta + Gwaki using these photos:


I think this is my favorite first dance photo of all time.  FAVORITE!


I heard tell their cake was delicious (I’ll spare Marta + Gwaki the photos of them shoveling it into their mouths).  I’m sorry I missed trying a piece!  But it was pretty to look at. :)

They did such a sweet favor for their guests.  The two of them love peanut butter and chocolate (big points here), so they concocted a custom granola recipe (including two big scoops of love!).  They included a sample of their delicacy with the recipe printed on an attached card.  They even made sure I got one!  Mmm.

Yet another photo I might get in trouble for, but this is a story I have to tell.  Marta’s father gave a very sweet speech about appreciating your new spouse’s differences.  But before he found his groove, he said something along the lines of, “Cherish the differences in your personalities, in your strengths, and even in your genders — in fact those differences are something you should really appreciate quite often!”  I haven’t done this ANY justice, but let’s just say Marta’s dad is a very unassuming sort of man, and the reactions on their faces in the following photo pretty clearly illustrate how much they were NOT expecting this sort of advice.

So much were they not expecting it that the laughter continued in waves for a good couple of minutes.  I had a pretty hard time keeping my camera steady through my own giggles.

That’s Gwaki’s dad on the right.  He was a great story teller.

After a lovely dinner, I stole the bridal party back outside for a few more portraits.  Sunset, I love you.  I especially love you because you help Marta’s beauty shine.

REFRAIN: How freaking beautiful is Marta?!

Marta + Gwaki’s engagement photos required me to create a new triptych collage for the blog.  So it’s not too surprising that their wedding necessitated yet another new collage.  Except, what the heck do I call this?  ”Quadtych” isn’t a word, but should we go with it?  How about “4-up?”  WHATEVER!

This is Gwaki and his brothers.  This series is what happened when I asked Gwaki and his brothers to look smooth.  This is NOT how one goes about looking smooth.  But it IS how one goes about making me laugh.

Eventually, they figured it out.  And boy oh boy did they get it right:

REFRAIN, PEOPLE.  This is my favorite from the day.

That sunshine is killing me a little bit.  But, killing me in a good way.


Uhm, this might also be a favorite.  HOT.


Back inside for BABIES!  I wanted to follow this little one around all night.

And this guy partied himself out:


Last but not least, a departing shot of Amarante’s Sea Cliff from below.

I know I’m not supposed to have favorites.  I know it.  But this was my most favorite wedding to date.  Not a single minute of it felt like work and I’ve never had so much fun with a bridal party.  This wedding set my expectations HIGH!  Brides and grooms, take note!

Marta + Gwaki, thanks for treating me like a friend.  Thanks for letting me enjoy myself while I worked.  And thanks for reminding me why I love to do what I do.  You’re a formidable couple with an enviable attitude toward life, and gosh darn it, I LIKE YOU!  Enjoy your photos. :)

Maggie + Artur | New Haven, CT | Engagement

HELLO, AUGUST.  I AM BLOGGING DURING YOU.  I missed you.  Did you miss me?

What better way to break my blog silence (Silog? Blilence?) than with an engagement session of my newest couple, Maggie + Artur, who are getting married in just about a month.  They are Polish, they are adorable, they are adorably Polish.  They were also extremely nervous to have their pictures taken, but my sense of humor (always underestimated, sadly) put them at ease pretty dang quickly, which you’ll see in just a moment.  At any rate, when we were brainstorming about their engagement session, the only thing they knew they wanted was an urban backdrop, so off to New Haven we went!   Because if New Haven has only two things going for it, those two things would be 1) the York Street Noodle House (Awful website; outstanding noodles.) and 2) gritty buildings.  We even crawled into a condemned one!  Adventure!

So!  Check it out!  And enjoy!  Exclamation point!

How cute is Maggie’s dress?  Right?  I wanted to steal it, too.

This building used to be black and white (I know because I’ve used it before), but they recently painted it yellow.  I love when people choose colors other than neutrals for buildings; it makes my life all the more fun.  And my photos, too!  Like, for instance, this one:

I love Maggie’s smile, too. :)

I always tell my couples to bring things to their sessions that represent “them” — including pets.  This is partly to make their photos more personal, and partly because I LOVE PETS.  (Yep.  Selfish.)  Maggie + Artur brought along their new puppy, who was such a momma’s boy; he haaaaated being tied up out of the frame while we worked.  But his anticipation was also pretty flipping cute.  Maggie + Artur in front of me.  Echo to my right.


Tangent Alert:  For awhile now, every time I process photos I feel like I’m missing something, like something isn’t quite right.  Not that the product I’m producing is bad, mind you, but that somehow it isn’t me enough.  I’ve always had this problem with a lot of visual aspects of life, in fact (my branding, the way I furnish / decorate my apartment, my wardrobe), because I am drawn to two very different and distinct styles — clean, slick and bright modern, and rustic, layered and warm antique.  And so far, I’ve yet to find a way to comfortably overlap them.  Frustrating, right?  TELL ME ABOUT IT.

But today I finally feel like I GOT it with my photos.  I finally feel like these are me.  They’re bright and colorful without being neon-80s-hypercolor (and yes, I’ve been guilty of overdoing this), and they’re warm and soft while maintaining good contrast and not caving to some of the trends I see sweeping the industry right now.  And most importantly, they don’t look like they’ve been fiddled with TOO much — they’re still about the photo, instead of being about the processing (a personal photography pet peeve).  I’m not claiming perfection, and I’m sure somebody would be happy to disagree with me about this assessment, but dang it, I feel GOOD about my process now.  And that is a serious breath of fresh air.

Would you like an example?  I have a couple of favorites (If you haven’t noticed, I can never pick just one) — this is the first!


Don’t you want to climb this ladder?


Favorite #2.  I HATE that it’s tilted (I was laying on the ground in a really weird way and my glasses had just fallen off my head and gotten scratched on the pavement), but I LOVE the architecture, the body language, the light, the colors.  Give a little, get a little. :)

That cool building above is actually the corner of the New Haven Fire Department Headquarters.  Artur wanted to take a photo on the truck and waltzed right on in to ask permission from one of the firemen, who graciously agreed and kept Echo company for us so he didn’t spend the whole time crying.  Public service!  Fun, right?


It’s such a great building.  There is most definitely not enough of this type of architecture in New England.

Of course I couldn’t finish the day without a few “family” portraits.  Love the one on the right.

Maggie + Artur first met while out with friends.  They went out, had a nice time, exchanged phone numbers… and then Maggie didn’t call.  For three months.  For three whole months, she didn’t call and he waited.  And then one day his phone rang.  I think he’s pretty happy he exercised patience, don’t you?  Sometimes things just happen when they’re supposed to.

Seriously.  Want to steal that outfit.  Also?  Love this photo.


Aaaand, last but not least, favorite #3.  Hello, hot?

Maggie, Artur, you two did an awesome job (just as I predicted you would!).  I hope you love these, and I’ll see you in a month (A MONTH!!!). :)

Like the champion blogger that I am, I’ve let myself fall way behind on posting sessions, so.. expect more of those soon!

August 2010 Goals

Yet another month has zipped right on by and now we’re into my busiest 31 days of the year.  How I will cope with this remains to be seen (particularly given that I’ve needed to be talked down off the ledge a couple (dozen) times these past few weeks after working myself up into a bit of a tizzy c/o one very full plate), but I’ve got some new systems in place to help me not lose my mind.  Isn’t that comforting?  Yeah, not for me, either. :)

At any rate, here’s what I hope to accomplish this month.

August Goals (July holdovers in italics):

  • Make and order studio guestbook
  • Blog once a week (yes, this one counts)
  • Keep up with my exercise schedule (again), and get Honey on one, too!
  • Finish my friend’s overdue baby gift (the gift is overdue, not the baby!)
  • Sell some equipment! (And hopefully not have any more of my days ruined by unconscionably rude respondents to my craigslist posts.  Seriously, what is WITH some people?)
  • Read a business-related book I’ve had on my shelf for awhile, but have yet to pick up
  • Organize my paperwork (ugh)

Completed July Goals:

  • Head back to California to find and book a place to get married and a photographer (so not looking forward to this, long story)  – DONE!
  • Take a road trip (definitely looking forward to this) – Sadly, this was cancelled for reasons beyond my control. :(
  • Keep on keepin’ on with my exercising
  • Plan a getaway for Honey and myself (I’m thinking something cabiny and hikey, maybe) — A camping trip we’re quite excited about!
  • Finish and order studio album TWO of three
  • Privately journal once a week — Sometimes, perseverance is everything. :)
  • Get a full physical, or at least make an appointment (Honey wants to make sure he’s not about to marry a lemon; I want o figure out if I’m anemic again) – This has been postponed a few months whilst I work out a health insurance situation. :)

July 2010 Goals

Forgive me!  Yesterday was my father’s birthday and I’ve been feeling a bit out of sorts lately, so I’m a day behind with my June goals.  I’m also about to run out the door to spend the evening / morning with friends, thus the brevity of this update.  But yay!  Summer!  (Although not yay to humidity, am I right?)

July Goals (June holdovers in italics):

  • Head back to California to find and book a place to get married and a photographer (so not looking forward to this, long story)
  • Take a road trip (definitely looking forward to this)
  • Keep on keepin’ on with my exercising
  • Organize my paperwork (ugh)
  • Plan a getaway for Honey and myself (I’m thinking something cabiny and hikey, maybe)
  • Get a full physical, or at least make an appointment (Honey wants to make sure he’s not about to marry a lemon; I want o figure out if I’m anemic again)
  • Finish and order studio album TWO of three (almost done!)
  • Privately journal once a week (I was SO FREAKING CLOSE this time!)

Completed May Goals:

  • Change my entire pricing structure (Becoming a future bride has made me realize that a one-size-fits-all bundled package approach is ineffective, restrictive and, frankly, kind of shystery [yep, not a word].  Time to go fully à la carte so my clients can tell me exactly what they want.)
  • I am currently on day 14 of a new (and awesome) 30-day exercise program, so my goal is to get through the remaining 16 days without missing more than 2 days total — Carried this through to the end of the month, even.  Don’t quote me on this, but I’m pretty sure I have TWO abs.  Yeah, that’s right — two!  The joke is on me here, isn’t it?
  • Rework my accounting system to make it cheaper and easier – Now, to actually start using it!
  • Create the print display I’ve got stuck in my head — I’ll share this soon!

What are your fun plans for June?

Katie + Dustin | Norwalk, CT | Engagement

I don’t know much about superstitions or how they really work.  I don’t necessarily believe in them, either, but I’ve never seen the harm in abiding by the easier ones.  No opening umbrellas inside (why would anyone do this, anyway?), no walking under ladders (uh, dangerous?), chucking a little spilled salt over my shoulder when necessary, etc.  All I’ll say is that this behavior is not NOT working, and in some strange way it eases the mind.

Okay, so rewind to a couple of weeks ago when Honey accidentally dropped our hand mirror in the bathroom, breaking it into a couple of pieces.  I know it was his gaffe, but certainly there’s some kind of transference that can happen here — we live in the same house, I’m likely to be affected should his luck turn south, right?  If we were smart, we would have destroyed the karmic evidence.  But we’re also a little cheap, and we decided the remnants were serviceable enough to puzzle back together into workable condition.  And they were!  And our luck seemed unaffected!  At least until Honey went and dropped it again, causing what was left to shatter well beyond repair (he even broke the plastic this time!).  Now I was markedly worried.  And as we swept up the pieces, I questioned whether or not those seven-year sentences would run concurrently or consecutively, and asked the Luck Gods if they could have mercy on his (our) clumsy soul as they considered his (our) fate.  I mean, really, I’m not superstitious, but TWO broken mirrors in a month?  Surely we were pushing something here — dare I say our luck?

But you know what?  I’m not worried about it anymore.  Well, I’m not worried about MY luck, at least.  Because if there really were 14 years of misfortune on my horizon, there is no way I could have been blessed with two AWESOME couples two weekends in a row.  A lady with bad luck doesn’t get this kind of break.  And what a break it was.

So, without further ado, meet Katie + Dustin, the dancer and the physical therapist — a match made in heaven, I’d say. :)

We started off at Cranbury Park here in Norwalk.  I’d never been, and I was definitely not disappointed.  Finding a pocket of beautiful light is always a pleasant surprise, too (good luck, maybe?).  Especially when you stick an equally beautiful couple in it.

Katie + Dustin are wonderful.  They’re happy, they’re fun, they’re humble, they’re great sports.  And, always my favorite, they love to laugh. :D

Katie was also a total trooper.  She trod through the mosquito-y woods in high heels, just because I said it would be a good idea.  And it was!

My favorite.  So soft:

They had champion serious faces.

Katie specifically requested a “lying in the grass in opposite directions” shot.  Mission accomplished.

One of the things I loved about Katie is that she was full of ideas and suggestions.  She was always ready to jump in with a great “What if…” that, when combined with my own, turned out phenomenal.  This was a “What if we run around holding hands?” plus a “What if you run into the sunset?”  IT WILL MAKE FOR AN AWESOME PHOTO, THAT’S WHAT IF.

Alright, look.  I know you can’t see their faces — I know that.  But I love this photo, and so I’m going to put on my English Major Hat and tell you that it’s a metaphor, which you are to interpret as you will.  See what I did there?  I just elevated my photography to “art.”

You can’t tell me this next photo doesn’t make you want to go play outside.  And if you CAN tell me, this is your official notice that I don’t want to hear it.  Keep it to yourself, buzzkill.

The sun was setting pretty fast by the time we were finished with a serious amount of frolicking, so we packed up and headed south toward the water where the real fun began.  Speaking of fun: everyone, meet Molly (no, not me… the other Molly).

So, Molly is a fairly common dog name, and generally speaking, people have two methods by which they tell me their dog and I share the moniker.  One is to get REALLY EXCITED ABOUT IT AND TELL ME IT IS HILARIOUS HAHA OH MY GOODNESS HAHAHA.  The other is to be a little embarrassed (I assume for the dog).  :)  Personally, I think it’s great.  Aside from a brief period in 4th grade when I wanted to change my name to some form of crystalline substance (Diamond, Amethyst, Idiot), I’ve always love my name.  LOVE it.  Logically, I think it’s equally great when applied to other people and things (except for, I don’t know, murderers).  This little Molly was no exception.  If I remember correctly, she’s 12 years old, knows only one trick (which you’ll see momentarily), and, because of her constant sniffling and snorting, sounds like a K-9 Geiger Counter.  Think endless clicking.

She is also mildly narcoleptic, and will fall asleep if not being spoken to directly.  Getting these shots was harder than you might think. :)

That trick I mentioned?  Yeah, she hugs.  We have more than a name in common!

We left Molly in the car (oh, how many times this has been said about me) thanks to rule #3, and headed to the beach.  P.S. Who besides me wants to play with a motorized, non-motorized, or floating sand wheelchair?  Nobody?

It was right at sunset, which means it was too late to rent one anyway, but it made for some pretty sweet light.  Love the one on the right.


I don’t know if you’ve noticed yet, but a lot of my photos make me laugh.  Here’s another one:

Dustin is about 95 feet tall, so imagine how high above my head I was holding the camera for this one.

As I said earlier, Katie is a dancer and dance teacher (which means I am really looking forward to their reception), and she wanted at least one “dance-like” photo.  Does this qualify?

We had a really relaxed time together, and I think it shows.  Katie, Dustin, you guys are a blast and I’m counting down the days until your wedding (as if you two aren’t!).  Enjoy your photos.  Lord knows I am! :)

Marta + Gwaki | New York City, NY | Engagement

Being around Marta and Gwaki was a bizarre experience.  But don’t take that the wrong way!  These two are outstanding.  Fabulous.  Joyous.  Not to mention hilarious.  (And in a minute you’ll understand that I’m sort of complimenting myself here.)

What made photographing their engagement session at the Hudson River Parkway in New York City bizarre was that I felt like I was watching Glen and myself together.  Well, a much tanner version of me and Glen, but the two of us nonetheless.  From the way they interact, to their demonstrations of affection, to their senses of humor — all the way down to some of the EXACT jokes they tell each other — IT WAS US!  I can’t tell you how many times during the day I found myself laughing with the two of them, feeling like I was right at home.  It was sometimes hard to remember I was there to do a job!  But do my job I did, and I think it turned out pretty dang well.

So, meet Marta and Gwaki, a ridiculously fun and happy couple who took me to New York City for the second time in my life, and made it a great day.  Now, to convince them to hang out with me and Glen!  Ha!

We started out on a very misty, very early morning under the George Washington Bridge, which makes for a surprisingly beautiful backdrop.

…right beside the quite aptly named “Little Red Lighthouse.”  Oh, New Yorkers, you’re so literal.

This series makes me laugh.  So many times we’d start off being serious, but it always pretty quickly devolved (in a good way!) into hilarity.  That last photo is a perfect example of how fun these guys are.

I think this is my favorite image from the day.  It was hard to decide, but the emotion in it sold me. Happiness. :)

Yet another example of “them.” :D

I smile so big every time I look at this one.

This is Marta.  She is beautiful.  The End.

I was just messing with you.  That wasn’t really the end.  You’ll never trust me again, will you?

This was our view all day.  Morning Fog Manhattan.  Which sort of sounds like the name of an alcoholic beverage.

Okay, but I love this one, too.  Am I allowed two favorites?  Wait, you don’t make the rules — why am I asking you?  I say, “Yes.”  Yes I am.

Despite my protests that we were going to die from the intake of pollutants, Marta insisted I try a mulberry off of the many mulberry trees that line the pathways of Hudson River Parkway.  Obviously, I’m still alive, what with the blogging and all, and I’m happy to report that mulberries are quite tasty.  In fact, just the other morning as I was driving Honey to work (his car was in the shop), I saw a group of people collecting mulberries from trees in my neighborhood.  Who knew?  At any rate, I took this photo (in case I needed to be rushed to the hospital from exhaust poisoning and needed to show the paramedics why I was unable to speak) and absolutely fell in love with it.  I think I’m going to print it on canvas and hang it in my house.

In the photo on the right, they both started blowing away a piece of floating detritus (pollen or a feather or some such nonsense), and it was too cute to not to snap a shot.

At one point I asked them to give me a bit of drama, and Marta broke into a full scene from a Spanish soap opera, complete with overacted bodily flourishes and dialogue, of which I caught very little, but which included something about not being able to marry Gwaki because he was already married to another woman and a whole lot else I didn’t understand.  I’m not doing it justice, but suffice it to say, it was a fun morning.  We laughed a lot.

A lot a lot.

By the time we executed this shot, the volume of bikers in the park had greatly decreased, so we had to wait for awhile to get a good couple of passers by.  Marta and Gwaki are very patient people.  I like it. :)

How could you not enjoy taking pictures of people who are just like you?  Especially when they’re so good looking!  And jubilant!  And photogenic!  And and and!

And I’m almost caught up with blog posts!  But not quite!  So stay tuned!  Exclamation points!

Baby Livia | New Haven, CT | Family

The first time I met little miss Livia — our last Photo Party babe — was about a month before I photographed her, when I took pictures of her momma, Christa, for Christa’s new fitness website.  At our first rendezvous, Livia was a total ham, all about playing and showing off for me.  She flirted with me like we were two pre-teens at a junior high sock hop and by golly, it was adorable.

The second time I met Livia, however, went a little differently.  Even though she was rested, fed, dressed to the nines and happy as can be, as soon as we tried to put her in the sand she clung to Christa like a fly in honey.  There was no letting go, and no amount of coaxing (okay, bribery by seashells) would change her mind.  Behold:

Check out that death grip on Dad!

She was not having any of it!  That is until we exploited Livia’s Achilles Heel.  :)  See, my own mom has this theory that who kids are as kids is a pretty good indication of who they’ll be as adults.  Kudos to you if you assumed that I was a stubborn baby.  In fact, my mom’s favorite example of this is when my parents served my four-year-old brother and three-year-old me Sunday morning pancakes on these silly melamine plates we’d made in preschool.  Unfortunately for all involved, my mom put my brother’s pancakes on the plate I’d made (MY PLATE), so logically I refused to eat.  While my brother happily chomped away (he was an amiable babe), I sat beside him with my arms crossed and my eyes locked on his breakfast.  Despite much cajoling, I left my own food untouched and waited patiently until my brother finished and got up from the table.  Then I reached over, picked up the empty plate, slid my pancakes onto their proper home and only THEN ate them.  Off MY PLATE.  Which is totally reasonable.  Rational, even.

ANYWAY.  Because of this theory, I am pretty confident in saying that our dear Livia is going to have one serious purse collection when she grows up.  Apparently, nothing makes her happier than carrying on her arm everything she can possibly lift.  And while actual purses are probably a bit more practical, any ol’ receptacle will do — especially if there are two of them!  Instant smiles.  Again, behold:

Suddenly the sand was no longer an issue.

Playing in it was now a much higher priority. :)

LOVE IT!

How flipping precious is Livia’s outfit?  These either need to come in adult sizes, or I need to be 17 months old again.  Better the latter, as I don’t think anyone wants to see that high up on my thighs.  But I love the buttons.

And I’ll end with a photo that perfectly represents Livia’s mischievous nature.  Luckily, it’s all cute mischief.  (Note the two bucket handles over her arms.)  :)

Christa, as always it was a massive pleasure to work with you and your family!  Livia is a doll (just like her mom!) and I had a great time with her.  Can’t wait to do it again in the fall!  Enjoy. :)