Archive for February, 2013

Published, Down Under

February 14, 2013

If your a regular reader of my blog, you might remember back in December I took a trip down to Jamaica to do a photo shoot with Jamaican sprinter and former world record holder in the men’s 100m, Asafa Powell. But just in case you missed it, you can click here for an instant flashback. At the time I wasn’t able to share any of the photos from the shoot as the rights belonged to Asafa’s gear sponsors Li Ning and Sports Illustrated China, so all of my blogged images were behind-the-scenes shots featuring baby assistant extrodinare, Keane.

This week however, I was super excited to find out that one of the images has been chosen to front the advertising and promotional campaign for an upcoming track meet in Australia. The meet organizers were awesome enough to send me a copy of the posters that will be advertising the meet and I’m not gonna lie, seeing your work being published, is really kinda cool. I’m giddy like a little girl who got exactly what she wanted for Christmas. Which is probably very uncool, but I don’t care.

Right from the start they knew this was different. People say you know when its “The One”, when you’ve found your soul mate and for Reagan and Michael, this could not have been more true. In the early days of their relationship life made things a little challenging, Michael’s deployment to Korea (thank god for Skype), Reagan’s months spent studying abroad in Europe (high fives for modern air travel and romantic trips to European cities, including a stop over in Ireland, “holla to the homeland”). Through it all they remained by each others side, both physically and virtually (another shoutout to Skype) because they knew their efforts would one day pay dividends towards a long and happy future together.¬†Finally, last Saturday, that day came.

Reagan and Michael, you are an incredible couple. I cannot begin to find the words to express how much of an honor it was to document your day. You’re both so kind and warm and deserve all of the good things that come your way. I wish you both the happily ever after of your dreams.

During their trip to Ireland Michael bought Reagan a Claddagh ring (traditional Irish ring) that she always wears on her right hand, just like me : )

The style, the details, Reagan’s dress was stunning.

This is how every bride should feel in her wedding dress.

Meanwhile, in the grooms suite.

Final touches before they head out for their First Look.

I was so excited that Reagan and Michael opted to see each other before the ceremony. That little window of time, all to themselves before the craziness of the day really begins, is absolutely priceless. Plus, it gives us the change to capture some absolutely fierce photos. Here Michael waits anxiously as Reagan nervously approaches.

Michael is blown away by Reagan’s fierceness.

Reagan’s sister and awesome maid of honor, Erica slapped on her comfy shoes and walked with us everywhere to make sure her sister looked nothing less then perfect in each shot.

Love this old truck that sits at the entrance to the Farley Plantation.

Workin it Michael.

Absolutely Gorgeous.

When your the bride and groom, why should you have to walk anywhere? Reagan and Michael hitch a ride down to the ceremony site.

Stunning!

Reagan’s team of bridesmaids were ah-mazing. Loved these girls.

Yes, ma’am.

The boys give me their best serious faces.

Great looking group of people.

The groom gets into position.

Followed shortly by the bride and her dad.

I’m not gonna lie, this moment between Reagan and her dad, right before he walked her down the aisle, got me a little misty eyed.

Mother of the bride couldn’t keep it together either.

Neither could the groom. Not a dry eye in the house.

“You may kiss your bride”

Waaahoo, Mr & Mrs

So glad I captured this moment right after the ceremony.

First dance.

Father daughter dance.

To see even more Reagan & Michael wedding day fierceness CLICK HERE FOR SLIDESHOW

Let There Be Beams

February 11, 2013

Building a new house is stressful, expensive and can literally have you swinging from the rafters, especially if the aesthetic your going for is characteristically exposed beams in your living room, then the rafters is where you need to be to get those bit*ches hung. The photos your about to see were taken at the tail end of a 3 day project undertaken by The Husband. Yes, it literally took 3 men, 3 days, to hang 3 stylish beams in what will soon be our new living room.

This shot was taken from the ground floor looking straight up into the ceiling where you can see the base part of 2 of the beams.

A shot from the 2nd floor looking down into the room.

The Husband and our contractor Cory take a minute to talk about how strong and manly they are.

Thats The Husband, waaaay up there.

A closer shot.

Cory looks nervous and definitely not looking forward to his climb up into the rafters.

Of course Keane was on hand (with drumsticks), ready to help at a moments notice.

What do we have here?

Me and my drumsticks are just gonna head off for a little crawl and see what else I can find.

Happy Monday

February 10, 2013

Happy Monday! I’m kicking off the week with a sneak peak of the fabulous couple I got spend my Saturday capturing. More fierceness from their stunning wedding later this week. Congratulations Reagan and Michael.

My Little Music Man

February 7, 2013

For the past month Keane and his little friend Cannon have been going to a weekly music class and they are absolutely loving it. Now I know what you’re thinking, why if they have been going for a month, has it taken this trigger happy mother so long to capture and post some photos for their musical accolades? Well to be honest, for some reason I felt very shy and a tiny bit embarrassed. Its a small class, approximately 8 babies and the mothers as well as the babies are all encouraged to sing, clap, dance and play the various instruments. So my fear was 1. I would look like a fool running around our small room, sidestepping and skipping over curious and exploring babies in my efforts to grab some photos of Keane, and 2. The other mothers would get very annoyed and want to slap the face of the crazy girl buzzing around threatening to kick or stumble over the unsuspecting babies. So every week I brought along my camera, and every week it remained in my bag, taunting me. But this week I could take it no more. This week I was not going to leave until I had at least one photo of Keane and his musical participation. So I arrived early and asked Ms. Jennifer the music teacher and each parent as they arrived, if they would be ok with my snapping some photos. As you can see, they all said “yes”.

To the utter joy of all the babies, this was the week Ms. Jennifer busted out the parachute and within seconds Keane was off in a hurry of excitement and curiosity.

Wooooow”

Then it was time to pile on top of the parachute.

Little Cannon and Little Keane.

Keane found a much more yummy use for the egg shakers.

Cannon was open to giving them a little taste test too.

Towards the end of each class Ms. Jennifer places a mosh pit of varying instruments into the centre of the room and the babies are given full freedom to play and explore. Keane’s instrument of choice? The Drumsticks of course.

Keane and Cannon do a little drumstick trading.

Cannon finds himself a very interesting, actually, I’m not sure what that is, but it looks like it might be part of the drumstick family.

Ms. Jennifer allows Keane to find his beat on the drum.

With the drumsticks safely put away, both Cannon and Keane take a fancy to the tambourine.