Golden Sunset Palooza


A few weeks ago I took Bug to the beach to shoot photos of Love Your Baggage’s new big beach bag AND meet up with some friends. It was cold and gray. Not really anything spectacular but as a local, you always kinda love those days because they aren’t packed with tourists.


Grays and blues, grays and blues….


It’s hard to believe Bug learned to walk on this very same beach. It seems like yesterday.


Thirteen, man. Thirteen!!!



We do love this bag. It’s super roomy and lined with really bright and pretty purple floral fabric.


As evening wore on I had to leave to take Bug to her Dad’s. Everything was getting really blue and pretty so it was hard to leave but the clock was ticking.



Then I dropped Bug off at her Dads and continued home.


And just as I was turning the corner to head back to my town I saw this view. In fact it was even more golden but by the time I u-turned the car around and parked this was the best I could get. Isn’t it amazing?


I just stood there on the side of the road gawking and shooting as many shots as I could as the sun sunk. Lots of other people also pulled their cars over to take a photo too.


And I vowed that someday I am going to live somewhere where I can see golden hour every day and it won’t be blocked by buildings and trees. Someday.


Until then, I just need to get out more!

Mermaid Shoot with Neil


In the spirit of doing crazy photoshoots for fun, I did a thing with my friend, Neil, from New York the other day. You might know him from Citizen of the Month or Neilochka on Instagram. He’s an amazing artist who shoots street photography and really interesting portraits of friends. I was super excited to be on his list.


When he proposed sitting on a chair in the ocean of course I said yes. What could be more perfect for me? I love the ocean! It’s been a huge part of my life living here by the beach. But I’m not your average beach-going bikini-wearing girl. Nah. I’m more like a business woman wearing a red dress, sitting on a bar stool while the rush of waves washes around me in foggy grays and greens. It could be a metaphor for so many things. Of course we didn’t really flesh out what it could mean. It’s left up for interpretation of course.


First we met for coffee to catch up and hash out our ideas.  I tried to shoot some photos of Neil with some bags for my Love Your Baggage client. (I’m shooting everyone with these bags if you are interested. Gotta get the word out about how great jute bags are!) And then we headed off to the beach, bar stool in tow.


We set the barstool as far out into the waves as we could go without getting wet and then I sat. It was a bit exciting as the pointy legs of the stool sunk into the wet sand unevenly and the waves washed all around me. I tilted this way and that, leaning forward and backward to keep my balance and desperately trying to suck in my belly fat at the same time.


It was exhilarating! I love the waves. Sand and sea don’t bother me. I didn’t care if I got wet. I expected it.


This is my favorite shot by far.


This one seemed way cooler in my head.


Poor Neil though. He got soaked. As is typical for a photographer, he sacrificed his shoes trying to get the shot. He was squatting down to get just the right angle and a big wave came up and soaked him. Thankfully this time of year the water is pretty nice. But sadly he had to walk around the rest of the day wet and sandy.


Then since he was already wet I made him switch places with me so I could get a shot too.


I think this would be a great avatar for him, don’t you?