For those who don’t know, I’m a photographer. I first discovered my love for photography when I was about eight, got my first camera and became a hobbyist at 16, and I’ve been doing it for other people when the mood strikes me for going on five years this spring. 🍾
You’d never know it here at this dusty ol’ blog because I’m usually too busy bitching about nothing or inhaling The Bachelor. 💁🏼
Speaking of, though, for real, I have just one thought.
If Peter picks Victoria F. then
THEY D E S E R V E EACH OTHER
& each other’s BS.
ANYWAY. About two weeks ago (or maybe it’s three now..? my brain is jello) I got my hair done for the first time in a year. And even that time, it was just the cut & blow dry. If we’re talking coloring? I haven’t done that since before we even left Wisconsin. I would say somewhere late 2016 — early 2017, as we were trying for babes. So yeah, it’s been a long time without helping my natural hair color look a little less dishwatery dull.
Thankfully, during my holiday mini sessions this past Christmas, I met a friend of a friend who happens to be an amazing hair dresser. She recently reached out wanting photos of her son for his second birthday. After we discussed pricing but before I could cave like I always do and offer to do them for free because I am weak and bad at taking money, she asked me if I would be interested in a trade– my photography services for a hair appointment.
Not wanting to appear too eager, I waited an entire 15 seconds before answering “YES I WILL ALWAYS WORK FOR HAIR APPOINTMENTS” in a completely calm & professional text message.
Let me tell you. I’m going to trade photography for services more often. In fact, that may be my official package: “30 minute session for, I don’t know, give me something.”
Seriously though, it felt so nice to have a day at the salon– but even better when I walked out without paying a dime. 😂More please.
I finished editing their session yesterday, and I’m just dying at how cute both it and her son were, and thought I’d share a couple of the images here.
How precious is this tiny little guy? I guarantee you he’s even cuter from the front, but since he’s not my kid I feel a little weird posting his face all over my blog without first reaching out and asking mom if I can, well, post her son’s face all over my blog.
So just trust me on this one. 😂
If this feels like a hyper, annoyingly pointless, stream of conscious fluff post, it totally is.
Not only am I coming down from a caffeine high, but I also had like seven or eight Hershey Kisses at my MIL’s house and maybe four handfuls of chocolate chips that I meant to bake into cookies but didn’t because shoving fistfuls into my mouth seemed healthier at the time.
That, and it had been a while since I last posted something, and the only thing really going on in my life right now is a kind of-sort of date night scheduled a week from tomorrow. Otherwise it’s laundry and burning dinner for this undomestic. Sorry to disappoint. 😂I’m going to go drink some water now.