July 30th, 2013

This blog was intended to be mostly about my personal style and my photogaphy, but it's kind of turned into a little diary. Which I suppose is alright in some circumstances, but I need to get my foot in the door eventually. Here are some looks from the recent past as posted on my Lookbook.

July 29th, 2013

I'm hoping that I can pull my head out of my ass and learn to actually talk to people in my classes this semester. Being without my close friends during last school year was stressful, but with 18 hours and paying back loans with 4 hours a week at work I have a feeling that I'm going to be as stressed as ever. I'm excited for my classes but I don't know if I can handle the class load. The most worrying thing is that this is the semester I have to decide my major, or get left behind everyone who will be doing sophomore review during the spring semester.
It's hard to talk with people about my future because I get a little depressed. Art History is amazing and I want to be a part of it's preservation but there is absolutely no way I'll be able to get a job until I get my doctorate.  Considering the fact that I'll be starting to take out aid this semester, I'll be in super debt by the time I get my doctorate meaning I will never be financially stable enough to do anything I want to do as a grown adult.
I've come to the depressing conclusion that I will be alone and poor for the rest of my life. Maybe that's exactly my fate, but it sucks either way.

Apologies for the long faced blog post.

July 27th, 2013

I always realize I'm not wearing jewelry after I take pictures, or rather my brother takes pictures of me. He is a real trooper when it comes to this kind of stuff. I just hate lugging my tripod out to the middle of the street and getting weird looks. I'm feeling a little confident today, which is why I'm wearing these sky high Litas. Only time will tell if I actually wear them to work. I'm currently planning on it. I'm still feeling really relaxed this morning from my yoga session, and I'm hoping that it lasts through the entire fashion show and work day. I haven't mentioned the fashion show yet, have I? Fingers crossed I don't fall off the stage. 

July 26th, 2013 sidenote

Two posts in one day? WHAT?

I had a conversation yesterday that I've been thinking about for a long time and it's really been an interesting topic to my brain (Did that even make sense?) The topic is: Hair! As most of you know, I had long hair up until November of last year (2012, for those of you who can't count) Example below

I look like a gross hippie.

After a long, LONG debate with myself I finally decided to chop it all off. My hair is really fine and stringy, making it hard to manage or really do anything with. It was always messy and always everywhere. I hated it, I hated the way it looked and I hated the way it made me look. It was impossible for me to feel pretty with hair that was tangled and un-manageable. It was a big, ballsy step for me to cut it all off into a pixie after having it so long for, well, so long. 

I feel a lot more feminine with short hair, believe it or not. After I cut it all off I began to take some risks with the clothes I wore, bright prints, weird color combinations, skirts!. It brought out a side in me that I would have other wise never found if it wasn't for the cut. Under all that hair was a beautiful young woman. I don't see myself not having short hair for a long time. One: it's darling and I feel pretty, and two: my hair takes forever to grow. Who want's to experience that awkward grow out phase? I sure don't. 

I hope that if you are considering cutting off your hair that you will take this post into consideration. It is a huge step, and everyone has a length that their comfortable with. Believe it or not, I received a hair cut that I thought was too short! But hair grows, it's all reversible. Take baby steps if you're not sure. Being someone who has had many different hair styles, I knew I was ready for a big change. Please contact me if you have any concerns about this kind of transition.

While my hair is not as short as it was when I first got it cut, I enjoy it's crazy unpredictability, and I love my fire hydrant red color even though it has successfully stained everything I own. 

Thanks for reading.

July 26th, 2013

The other day I had the pleasure of photographing one of my good friends Ashlynn. The photos of her are gorgeous and I had trouble finding images that would supplement her silhouette. I'm hoping to continue doing shoots like this during the school year since I will have access to actual studio lighting, instead of using my storm window as a back drop. A huge thanks to Ashlynn for letting me photograph her. They turned out wonderfully. Stay tuned for more photos as I continue to edit!

This one is definitely my favorite.

This particular image was actually done in camera, I just made it back and white in photoshop.

July 24th, 2013

Having your own blog is nice because you can shamelessly promote your own work and no one can complain because no one reads your blog! Over the past year I have become absolutely obsessed with doing double exposures with manual and digital photography. While I have chosen to not scan any of my film images in (I have the shittiest scanner in the whole world) I can share with the internet my most recent double exposures, done in Photoshop, and other self portraits I've done. I'm hoping to start a series that is equal parts double exposure and silhouettes.

This is the same image as the above. I couldn't not include the original, it's just beautiful.

I quite enjoy taking intimate pictures of myself like this. I've been feeling kind of low lately, and this has really helped my self esteem. I hope you enjoy looking at them as much as I enjoyed taking and editing them.

July 20th, 2013

I have trouble describing my style to people who don't really know me as a person, because it's an outward version of my personality. I do get some odd looks for the things I wear and I occasionally get teased by the people I help at work. One of my co-workers tells me that I belong in Seattle, not in Wichita, and that thought sounds more and more appealing each day. Even with all the things that are tying me to this state, sometimes I just want to get up and go.