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…

About Me

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…

Weekly Photo

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…

Weekly Style

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…

Weekly Puppies

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!

Weekly Coffee

Like My Senile Aunt Mavis

I woke up yesterday morning exhausted. Sleep taunted me all night…dancing around my head all evening and just as I began to fall into my REM cycle, it would pull away, snapping me out of any dream I had been having. So, when I woke up, I was clearly not in my right mind. I went about my morning, showering, drying my hair, makeup, getting dressed. And I chose these shoes:

Like My Senile Aunt Mavis

These may not have been the smartest shoe choice considering I had 3 hours of sleep the night before. But I braved them anyway, take each step carefully, reminding myself to walk heel to toe. Heel, toe; heel toe, heel toe….because if you haven’t noticed, when you walk in really big heels, you tend to forget to walk normally and start compensating, walking toe to heel. And that, my friends, is when you end up looking like a 14 year old wearing her mother’s heels for the first time. This lesson has been brought to you by Colleen…please, don’t hesitate to take notes.

I was so concerned with walking correctly and putting the rest of my outfit together that I failed to notice one small detail:

Like My Senile Aunt Mavis

That I put on two different socks. I’m a fashion failure.

And please ignore my stout ankles…it doesn’t matter how much I work out. Those tree stump ankles will NEVER disappear.