Mere steps away from a brand new adventure, just behind that door at the end of the hallway. But before I knock and turn the knob, I let the red silk thong slide down my legs and onto the floor. What would be the sense in presenting myself with one single article of clothing…? ~C
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Playing the Angles
After six-plus years of making photos, mostly in our own home, it’s such a unique pleasure to find a camera perspective that we have never used before. This spare bathroom was off-limits for a long time, while my youngest lived with us, so we have enjoyed the opportunity to use the new space. This shot… Continue reading Playing the Angles
Sparkling Whine
My apologies in advance if the touch-ups and/or filter are distracting for you, when viewing this photo. Earlier in the day that this photo was taken, I dropped my curling iron, which ricocheted off of the bathroom counter and hit me square in the abdomen. Holden kept requesting that I move the sparkler a bit… Continue reading Sparkling Whine
Where There’s Smoke
Happy Friday, everyone! We have an big noisy weekend ahead, since we bought a ridiculous amount of fireworks to take down to the lake house with us. We hope yours will be full of beautiful explosions, as well! Closing out this particular session’s photo offerings with a couple more that feature Holden’s super-cool flashlight as… Continue reading Where There’s Smoke
More Summer Shopping
This is the second of my Mother’s Day swimwear shopping discoveries, a bit more conservative and utilitarian than the first one. Try as we might, Holden and I were unable to locate a matching bottom for this top, but that’s okay. I can wear the other one for sunbathing, and this one for kayaking or… Continue reading More Summer Shopping