CAN I FOLLOW YOU AROUND SO I CAN POST THIS ON INSTAGRAM?
SPIDERS WITH AN AGENDA
KNOW IT ALLS
Let's go out past the party lights.
If you are reading this, I suspect that you are awesome. You, in one word = awesome. Your wedding in one word = awesome. Or awesome-fest if you happen to be playing fast and loose with the hyphens. Yep, that's a whole lot of awesome. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious is also a you appropriate word but obviously much harder to toss around with great frequency.
Basically, you love the shit out of some pretty wonderful folks and you're going to have a reallllly good time celebrating together. Maybe this means two people and some Redwoods. Maybe two + a few dozen more with a Pacific back drop. Optional: bare feet, low light, muddy hems, muddier boots, collapsing with laughter into the arms of your number one. Grins that just don't quit. A foray into semi-professional cuddling.
From the other half that makes you a better half to the arms that won't let go until you're thisclose to peeing your pants with laughter. Your number one. Your community. Your family. Friends. Your heartbeat. Impromptu kitchen dance parties. Heavy on the joy and zero on the cookie cutter prom poses. I do solemnly swear, however, to tell you if your bangs look weird. And if you feel like your hands are awkward bananas? Not to worry, I've got you covered. When you let go of impossible/ridiculous/irrelevant standards, magic happens. That's where you'll find me.
Bad jokes. Beautiful pictures.
If I were in a beauty pageant, laughing until I cry would be my go to talent. Just ask pretty much anyone I've spent more than 15 minutes with. I lugged my Mom's camera to school when I was 13 and ended up with a yearbook of couples. It took me eons longer to figure out that I will balance precariously on any object to celebrate commitment. L-O-V-E all caps, kind of love. Your partner in crime, the hand that always meets yours in the dark, your very best friend by your side, whatever the weather - especially if it's raining or you might get arrested. Always willing to eat ice cream for dinner. And let's not forget laughter. This is what I celebrate.
CELEBRATING INAPPROPRIATE LAUGHTER SINCE FOREVER.
I learned to process film by hand in high school and have a BFA in photography from the Alberta College of Art and Design. You can call me old school. But I will immediately think of Will Ferrell going streaking. I completed a year of an MFA program in photography at Parsons NYC and quickly realized that I need wide open spaces in my life. Influenced without a doubt by my Saskatchewan prairie roots and a continued fondness towards the words “tuque” (that's tewk) and “bunny hug.” If you’re really nice, I might even show you my precision figure skating photos.
I am a recent Humboldt County transplant based in Arcata with my go to picnic in the park after dark person, Aaron. We have been married for 8 years, together for 12 and have lived in 7 different houses. Ask us how we met after you've had a couple of drinks. Currently experiencing the joy and exhaustion that is new parenthood thanks to that there little man in the bear suit. You can typically find us watching every movie Nic Cage has ever made (I didn't say good movie) or standing in the ocean, wondering how we got so lucky. When we aren't changing diapers or chasing our two dogs, Jupiter and Biggs.
NEW RUNNING SHOES
BAD ACTION MOVIES
CAKE FOR BREAKFAST
SINGING SONGS I DON'T KNOW THE WORDS TO
DOGS IN THE OCEAN