As we were shooting this morning, my husband (who shoots all my photos) stopped and said “hey do you remember the first few weeks of taking outfit photos? And it was really cold?” It’s freezing outside so I’m in model mode — this is where I do my best Tyra as quickly as possible and then jump back into the warm car and cry into my half frozen hands. So obviously I have no time for memory lane when it’s freezing outside, so I nod while keeping my smize intact.
He didn’t elaborate, so I asked what made him think of that memory. He said “I don’t know but this just reminded me of that one day we were shooting and it was so cold but you were so determined to get photos that you stood there and smiled until we got enough photos for a post. Remember that?”
As soon as he said that, I immediately remembered. In fact, I remember most of the outfits over the last four years and even details of the days that we shot. He was talking about outfit number five, to be exact and one of my favorite outfits at the time. I wore that dress every chance I could. I was 25 when I started so my style has inevitably changed but I’m still determined, even in 20 degree weather, to get those outfit photos. Some things will never change.
(And apparently I also have a strong penchant for short dresses and black tights in the winter. At least I’ve upgraded from thin cardigan to a jacket, right?)
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