5/23/15: Oates Wedding

Last month I was given the opportunity to shoot my very first wedding! I stayed in contact with my own wedding photographer, whom I love & adore (Ioana Bentum), and when she asked if I would be interested in being her second shooter for a wedding in Rhode Island, I said yes without even thinking.

The whole day was a whirlwind, and was beautiful from start to finish. Julianna was so radiant, and I loved seeing Tyler’s face as she walked down the aisle. It was nice to experience a wedding from a different perspective, and I would do it all over again in a heartbeat.

I still have so much to learn, and a lot of practicing to do, but I have never been more excited (and a little bit nervous) to share pictures.

Here are a few of my favorite shots: 
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B O S T O N

I feel like it’s been a while since I posted anything. This Summer is already flying by, and it only just started a few weeks ago.

Last weekend Caleb and I went to visit my friend Chelsie. Chelsie and I have been friends for almost 10 years now, and despite going to different colleges, and settling down in different cities, we’ve remained friends. We have the kind of friendship where you pour strong cups of coffee into big yellow mugs and pick up conversations that were set aside months ago. The best kind of friendship, in my humble opinion.

Chelsie now lives in Quincy, which is right outside of Boston. She let us crash in her cozy apartment, cooked me Whole30 approved food, and showed us around the city.

Thankfully, we were able to leave Pennsylvania on Thursday evening, so we had Friday, Saturday, and Sunday to explore.

On Friday, we had lunch at Faneuil Hall & paid a lot of money for chowder and a lobster roll, I watched Caleb consume a Lobster Tail, which is a delicious, flaky, pastry, and I bought way too much fruit at the best produce market. Even though I didn’t eat anything from the shop, Bova’s delivers everything that a food enthusiast could ever want: pastries, bread, cheese, happiness.

We also walked through Harvard’s Campus, and I felt like Rory Gilmore, except not as academically qualified, and married. I didn’t get a picture of Harvard. Why didn’t I get a picture of Harvard? I promise you, we were there.

Finally, we watched the Angels demolish the Red Sox at Fenway Park. It was a good day.

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I met Chelsie’s roommates, who are just as wonderful and sweet as they look on Facebook, and live up to all the great things Chelsie had told me about them. Their bond is rare, and is surely enviable. I’m thankful for them too, and even though they hardly know me, I wanted to give them big hugs goodbye, and thank them for letting two married weirdos stay in their humble abode.

On Saturday, I was a REAL LIFE PHOTOGRAPHER AND WAS A SECOND SHOOTER AT A WEDDING. I won’t say much more in this post because it is deserving of its own, but I’ll just leave this picture here:

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The rest of the weekend was spent eating brunch with my wedding photographer (I also worked with her on Saturday), her husband, and their new baby girl, walking the Freedom Trail, and editing a thousand photos.

Overall, Boston was kind to us. The weather was beautiful, the people were friendly, and the produce was excellent.

Almost an Anderson

Hello dear void,

I always seem to find myself blogging in the early morning; after I finally finish that 10 page research paper for Ed. Psych that was due a week ago {I’m a good student, I swear}, or when I know deep down inside that I need to go to bed because in 4 hours I have to get up for morning class.

It’s a never-ending, blogging cycle.

This time around, I genuinely cannot sleep.

There are thousands of thoughts and wonders going on in my noodle, and it all comes down to the fact that in 68 days,I am getting married.

That’s right, people. I am going to be a wife.

HOW CRAZY IS THAT?!  

If you actually knew me, it wouldn’t seem that crazy to you, because honestly, I know everything there is to know about marriage…right? Right.Wrong.

But in reality, I am ready for the commitment that is matrimony. {I bolded that because it’s a medium sized word that carries a ton of weight.}

I’ve experienced the ups and downs of my parents’ marriage and know for sure that having a husband isn’t always a walk in the park.

Caleb and I have been together a year and a handful of months, and during this period of time I have found my very best friend, and basically the person I am most willing to talk to for the rest of my life.

He’s just that interesting.

I’m not sure what this blog will consist of, but will most likely be a conglomeration of random thoughts, stories, and in the end, will hopefully be unique.

-K