Here is the second part of the lookbook that I shot for Vintage Style Me. I shall link the shop Vintage Style Me at the bottom of this post. Hope you like the images!
Vintage Style Me: www.vintagestyle.me
Vintage Style Me: www.vintagestyle.me
I recently shot a lookbook for the lovely brand Vintage Style Me. Their sweet dresses are adorable! I will link Vintage Style Me at the bottom of the post. I thought I would share some of the images from the shoot on here. Enjoy!
Vintage Style Me : www.vintagestyle.me
Vintage Style Me : www.vintagestyle.me
Just under a week ago I had an operation on my mouth which has caused me to be in serious pain for the last few days. However, I'm starting to feel much better and my stitches are being removed today so if all goes well hopefully I'll be feeling better in no time. I just wanted photograph some of the lovely flowers that friends and family have bought me, amongst lots of other lovely gifts.
Today was the first day that it truly felt like spring. I sat out in the garden with the sun warming my bones. With the appearance of spring comes spring cleaning. So I decided to have a little spring clean of my blog. Well, not so much a spring clean as there isn't much to clean up! But, I decided I want to post more. I want to post photos of everything and anything; behind the scenes, everyday life, my iPhone snaps; so this is photographic diary of my life as such. Starting from today!
Today I sat out in the sun with some homemade flapjack, I'm so happy that spring, and hopefully the sun, are finally making a return.
Reflection selfie - is that a thing?
This summer has been incredible, one of the best so far. I have made so many wonderful memories and had the chance to spend lots of time with my loved ones. The British heatwave made for long days soaking in the nights and sticky evenings praying for a breeze. The sun and it's warmth was a blessing and made summer truly feel like summer! I am eager to share my photos from this summer's travels and adventures and hope to do so soon. For now, here is just a small snap of a much needed cool down drink in the hot, summer heat.
2013. 2013.
This is going to be a big year, thinking about it makes me ache with excitement and shake with worry. So many big things, big changes. Which is why I have decided to photograph more and blog more. Because I want to be able to look back and remember all the little things about this year, as I have a feeling it will be one of the best years yet.
Because so often we miss all the finer details because we are so concentrated on the bigger things, the worries, the stresses and the 'this might go wrong' thoughts. So I am going to blog for me. And those who chose to join me on my journey will add to the fun. But I want to use this as a journal for the 2013, the year I'll look back on and say 'wow what a year'.
The year I'll look back on and remember the stress of exams, pulling out hair, late night cramming, drained crying, tired eyes, restless bones, trapped creativity. I'll remember 'that' wild holiday, feeling young and alive, sun kissed skin, messy hair, wild limbs, sour shots, late nights, sweaty bodies, pounding music, flashing lights and long walks home at the break of dawn. I'll remember all the goodbyes, teary eyes, tight embraces, shaking voices. And all the hellos, nervous smiles, new eyes. But I want to remember it all, this and so much more.
This is going to be a big year, thinking about it makes me ache with excitement and shake with worry. So many big things, big changes. Which is why I have decided to photograph more and blog more. Because I want to be able to look back and remember all the little things about this year, as I have a feeling it will be one of the best years yet.
Because so often we miss all the finer details because we are so concentrated on the bigger things, the worries, the stresses and the 'this might go wrong' thoughts. So I am going to blog for me. And those who chose to join me on my journey will add to the fun. But I want to use this as a journal for the 2013, the year I'll look back on and say 'wow what a year'.
The year I'll look back on and remember the stress of exams, pulling out hair, late night cramming, drained crying, tired eyes, restless bones, trapped creativity. I'll remember 'that' wild holiday, feeling young and alive, sun kissed skin, messy hair, wild limbs, sour shots, late nights, sweaty bodies, pounding music, flashing lights and long walks home at the break of dawn. I'll remember all the goodbyes, teary eyes, tight embraces, shaking voices. And all the hellos, nervous smiles, new eyes. But I want to remember it all, this and so much more.
