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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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For the months of May and June, I’m running a joint Mother’s and Father’s Day special for Glamour and Boudoir photography sessions! You’ll receive 50% off of my session fee!!! This fee includes my photography time (usually about 60 minutes for a session), full hair and makeup by one of…

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For those of my clients who celebrate the holidays and have a Christmas or Holiday tree in their house, I’m excited to announce that I am offering this beautiful product for the season! It’s a stunning pewter ornament with a metal photograph (of your choice, of course) printed right onto…

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This here is what happens when I leave my yarn out.

And this is her ‘I know I’m guilty, please don’t be mad’ face.

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You might remember the fact that Sean and I were searching for an old “It’s better in the Bahamas” 70s mug? No? Well, I’m too lazy to go back through my archives and find it…maybe I will later. But right now? It’s 8am and I just now got my coffee…

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Amanda and Ray

So, this wedding happened in July. JULY! And I am just now getting around to blogging about it. Shameful…

Amanda and Ray got married back in July up in the Bronx. It was a little hard to get to from Brooklyn, but somehow me and my directionally challenged ways managed to get there on time. With the help of Missy and google maps.

I started at the groom’s house to photograph the guys getting ready and I rode in the limo with them to the venue. On the way, one of the groomsmen (who shall remain nameless) started whistling at a girl walking down the street. Out of the open window, he asked her if she’d want to be his date for the wedding. Laughing, the rest of the guys grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back into the limo. What followed were many crude (but funny) jokes regarding the sizes of all their manhood. Oh, how I love my job! =0)

So, we arrive to the ceremony and during the portraits before, I make a comment about how Anonymous Groomsman was hitting on random women.  At this point, all the groomsmen give me huge eyes…you know the eyes I’m talking about. The “Shut up” eyes. And one of them leans over to me and points to his girlfriend a few yards away. I was pretty sure she didn’t hear anything, but for all I knew her mother or best friend could have been standing next to me.

I cleared my throat. “Oh, I didn’t mean it was HIM hitting on women. It was, uh…” and as I looked at all the groomsmen, I realized they were all married or taken. There was no one else to blame it on except “Me. Yes, it was me. I was trying to pin it on the guys, but wow…er…she was so fine. I couldn’t help myself. Me and my lesbian ways.”

All the guys hollered in laughter. Several fell to the ground laughing. I’m not sure what was funnier–me trying to cover up my blunder…or me as a lesbian. Needless to say, my gratuity that night was fortiful. And it wasn’t necessarily from the bride and groom!

Amanda and Ray

Amanda and Ray

Amanda and Ray

Amanda and Ray

Amanda and Ray

Amanda and Ray

Amanda and Ray

Amanda and Ray

Amanda and Ray

Amanda and Ray