Howdy, friends! It’s a crazy season of life around these parts, and I’ve got lots of awkward & awesome stuff to share!
Let’s start with the obvious: my new logo! I got myself a little brand refresh and it feels sso good and totally me. I hope you love it as much as I do! I’ve been working with my designer since August, so I’m super excited that it’s finally finished and perfect.
This one starts with those removable boob pads that are common in swimsuits and sports bras. So as I got ready for the gym, I noticed that my sports bra was down a boob pad, which is not a big deal since they sometimes come out in the wash. I just removed the other pad and went on my way. Well later that evening, I asked Joe to rub my shoulders. And about a minute later, he’s poking my back and asking “what’s this weird lump in between your shoulders?”. Friends – the “missing” boob pad had not fallen out, it migrated to the back of my sports bra. Leaving me with a weird hunchback. Hysterical and slightly mortifying. Bras, man. Can’t live with them, can’t live without them.
Recently I’ve been able to reconnect with old friends from college and high school through my photography! It’s a crazy small world that we live in, and I really love getting back in touch with friends from SC. Stay tuned for more sneak peeks from Courtney (a Wofford friend) & Scott’s anniversary session in DC!
This happened a little while ago, but there’s no way I’ll ever be able to live it down. My cousin, Erin, was in DC for a visit, so I drove down to meet her one day. We had a blast romping around the city, but the weather turned into an afternoon downpour. After staying dry with a drink at the bar, it came time for us to call an Uber and go our separate ways. We waited under an awning because of all the rain, and when I got the notification that my black Hyundai arrived, I spotted it on the street and ran out in the rain to quickly jump in. Only the door wasn’t unlocked. The driver was still in there, so I continued to try and open the door, banging on the window, getting completely soaked in the process. EXCEPT THAT IT WASN’T MY UBER. It wasn’t even an Uber at all. Just a random civilian with a black Hyundai that I completely harassed. I ran back under the awning dripping wet, and Erin pointed to the car stopped halfway down the block – another black Hyundai with an Uber sticker in the window. Sigh. I can’t help but laugh when I think about how I accosted this poor man’s vehicle. The moral of the story is to check the windows for an Uber sticker before hopping in – learn from my mistake, friends!
The Herbal Medicines and Remedies course that I created and proposed for the Winter term at Stevenson is officially running – which means I’ll be leading a group of 15 students through the wilds of Ecuador for two weeks in January. I mostly excited but definitely nervous about the size of insects we might encounter. Why do spiders need to be so big?
That’s all for now, folks! Stay tuned for lots of sneak peeks from all the weddings and sessions that are occupying my crazy October, with a personal post sprinkled in here and there!