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I love coffee. Sometimes people try to switch my coffee to decaf when I’m not looking. I can always tell the difference. I also like Pringles, but only the reduced fat kind because they crunch better when you bite into them and they don’t leave grease on your fingers. I’m…

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As part of our quest to support women’s issues, Katana Photography is excited to announce our first ever Celebrating Survival contest!
Having any kind of cancer is frightening and confusing. In recognition of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, Katana Photography is welcoming all survivors from all forms of cancer to participate…

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When I was looking to buy my wedding invitations (back in April), I found a lot of designers on Etsy. After narrowing it down to a couple different designs/companies, I contacted both for their pricing list. One was pretty significantly more expensive–almost $2 per invitation more. Which I think all…

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When talking to people about photography, I hear one phrase over and over again: Kids and dogs are the hardest subjects to photograph.
I, personally, don’t have this problem with my clients…kids and dogs are among my favorite things to photograph. Maybe it’s because I like to have any excuse…

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Last week, Sean and I had our morning coffee on the balcony and watched as the Enterprise shuttle was pulled down the Hudson on a tug boat. It’s on its way to the Intrepid and I can’t wait to see it up close at the museum!

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I’ve known Holly and Rob for years now. Since Holly and I worked together on Nick News. She was one of my first clients and one of my most loyal. Just before the holidays, I photographed her family pictures. She mentioned specifically that she wanted an “Anthropologie” look with the outside shots. I knew JUST what she meant. I had in my head the color palate, the croppings, the compositions. It’s quite similar to my favorite stylings as well and I couldn’t WAIT to start the shoot. Since it was winter, we did begin inside in the studio. Ellie is just now starting to sort of remember who I am and that I see her yearly. And I soon came to learn there were two things about my apartment (which I turn into a studio for indoor shoots) that absolutely fascinated her. 1) My dogs. and 2) My fridge.

Kids are funny little things. She wanted to see my dogs SO BADLY. She kept asking for them, so during breaks, I would bring out Bebop. Typically chihuahua’s have a bad rep for not being good with kids–Bebop is the anomaly. She is GREAT with kids. Even friends who bring their newborns over, she will simply smother them with kisses. Now, Red on the other hand isn’t BAD with kids necessarily…he just doesn’t understand them. I think they freak him out a little. He gets very focused on them and trying to understand what this little human is doing walking around his house. So, I always feel more comfortable keeping Red away from kids. But NO! Ellie wanted to see the big dog! He was her favorite! However, she didn’t want to touch him. She just wanted to look at him. While being held by her mother.

As I mentioned, she also really wanted to see my refrigerator. No problem. There’s hardly anything in there anyway. I opened it up and showed her. Inside I had laughing cow cheese, half and half, some turkey, a pickle (yes, just one), and beer. She found this hilarious. “What do you eat!?” She asked with her shoulders raised to her ears.

“Do you want to see my recipe book?’

She nodded emphatically. From the top of the fridge, I pulled down 30 take-out menus. “This is the extent of my cooking.” She slapped her hand to her forehead and started laughing the deepest belly-laugh I ever heard from a 3 year old.

When I have one (someday many moons from now), I hope she’s just like Ellie.

Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

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Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

Ellie Belly

New Year’s Resolutions - 2012

Part of my new year’s resolution (those are three dirty words, aren’t they??) this year is to start styling my hair at least a few times a week. Sean and I both work from home. Which in a lot of ways, is awesome. We get to spend a lot of time with each other and our dogs. But in a lot of ways, it can be really trying on both of us. I’m not convinced that couples are meant to spend THIS much time with each other.

But I digress. In regards to my hair resolution…Every morning, Sean wakes up with the alarm {early, might I add}, showers, dresses, has his coffee, watches 30 minutes of news and goes to his office for a solid 8-9 hour day of work. I, on the other hand, wake up whenever my body tells me the time is right (usually with cheetos stuck in my hair), and sluggishly start the day. I’ll meander out of bed, get a cup of coffee, brush my teeth, check my email…get another cup of coffee. At this point I usually start some sort of work–emailing clients back, etc. Typically, I shower around noonish. And my wet hair gets thrown in a messy bun after I put on another pair of pajamas or workout clothes. The wet bun was becoming my signature style–and let’s face it…a dripping pile of hair on top of your head is just not very cute.

So I decided to something about that. It doesn’t take long to blow dry quickly and then run a straightener through it–20 extra minutes. 15 if I wait until my hair air dries. It takes even less time to scrunch some mousse in my hair and fluff it around.  And I’ve always thought that as long as I was having a good hair day, I could wear anything, any amount of makeup or lack thereof and still be cute. So that’s been my goal. An extra 15-20 minutes of my day to be spent on my hair. A very vain resolution, I admit. But I feel more confident and on days that I’m working on writing my manuscript (and this is a very silly thing to admit, but here it goes…), I find that if I feel more put together–wearing clothes, hair done, a little mascara on–it’s easier for me to get inside of the brain of my character.

And so far so good. It’s been less than a month, I realize, but even still. I’ve been investing this time usually 4-5 days a week. Even if I put my hair in a ponytail or a bun–I just make sure it’s a styled ponytail or bun.

And what’s even better? Sean has taken notice of my effort and now he is making more of an effort to look good. Shaving more often, putting gel in his hair (which he is growing out, thank GOD!). It’s so much easier for boys, but still. I see it as a sign of respect that he appreciates me and vice versa.

Now if only I could get him to wear a nice polo shirt every now and then–I know my dad would be happier.