Here’s a throwback to when my brother, Gray, was first born! My Grampa looks so chill here, which is amazing, and then I look like I’m about to steal both of their souls. I was definitely all dressed up for the arrival of my brother and even requested that I have makeup on, which just makes me look like a demon child. I must have been a little shocked by the whole experience judging by my blank stare, and there’s Gray all red and brand new (swaddled together with a creepy, bald doll). Oh so many bizarre things in this photo, but I love it!
I thought this awesome snowy photo would be a good Throwback Thursday this week, considering we are utterly buried in snow (and expecting more this weekend). I’m pretty sure this was taken in Vermont at my grandparents’ old house — my favorite place in the whole world. I’m kind of in love with my brother’s pom-pom hat, my HUGE fuchsia coat, and my dad’s amazing acid wash jeans and Bean boots. WIN.
Welcome to THROWBACK THURSDAY! Today we’re going back to maybe 1993? I’d guess I’m around 6 or 7 years old which would make Gray 2 or 3, and we’re in Vermont at my grandparents’ old house. This place was our favorite place in the entire world. It was in Poultney, right on Lake St. Catherine, and we spent so much time in the yard, sitting on the dock, or out in the boat — catching frogs, fishing, having campfires and roasting marshmallows, picking rhubarb from the garden, playing in the sandbox, watching Grampa prepare the fish we caught for dinner. Absolute perfection! Not sure exactly what we’re doing here but we’re having with with Grampa, as usual, and damn my hair was LONG.
Today’s Throwback Thursday is from maybe 1997? Mom’s hair was still fiery red (and awesomely tall) and we’re posing in front of the school that Gray and I spent K-8 at! I’m not positive who took this photo but if I had to guess I’d say my grandmother, since she loves getting photos of us when her and my grandfather come to visit. I remember loving that green and red striped fleece and if I recall correctly, this was during a definite tomboy phase of my childhood, hence the lazy attempt at simply parting my hair in the middle and letting it do its thing. Oh who am I kidding, I’m just now picking up some conventionally “girly” habits at 27. 😉
Ah yes, today we’re throwing it back to… gosh, maybe 2006? Back when my brother, Gray, and I were WAY more angsty than we are now in our old(er), wise(r) age. We used to go exploring a lot, mostly to abandoned buildings and skate parks, and I always had my camera on me — it was the budding beginning of what would later become my career. This was one of actually surprisingly few selfies we took — or is it an awesome album cover? That’s for you to decide.
Today we’re throwing it back to 2012 (I think?) when I went to Boston with Jenn and Hailey (friends and fellow photographers) to attend Jasmine Star’s The Fix and OMG got to meet her and get a photo taken! Jasmine Star is someone I admire because she’s taken what is really a fairly non-glamorous job (wedding and portrait photography) and made herself into what is practically a celebrity. She’s a pretty classic story of growing up with nothing and making herself into a household name (at least to those of us in the industry). She’s talented and charismatic and inspirational to so many people. It was a little weird to be so starstruck to see her, but it’s a surreal experience to follow someone’s blog and read their words on a daily basis and then suddenly they’re right in front of you. She is super down-to-earth and kind and even made a point to comment on our Facebook post about the event, so… that was pretty cool.
Throwin’ it back Christmas-style today… even though technically that’s a menorah that I’ve covered with toy people. This photo is back when we still lived in Cincinnati — I was probably 2 years old. My grandmother had (and still has!) tons and tons of holiday decorations, and it looks like we were starting to get things out of boxes. I used to love putting those little toy people (I don’t remember their actual name but I called them, simply, “guys”) on top of the lights. I still have the warmest, fuzziest memories of being at my grandparents’ house on and around Christmas and miss it every year!
Throwback Thursday! This is easily one of my favorite photos of all time. I am tiny, obviously, and wearing footy pajamas which is always a good time. I’m holding some kind of stuffed animal, I can’t tell what exactly but I think it might be a monkey. And I’m hanging out with not only my Mom (who is totally gazing at me) but my Uncle Matt, and they are both so young and cute and clearly very stylish for the times (which would have been the late 80s). AWESOME.
Oh yeah, we’re throwin’ it back today. I’m not positive exactly how old I was, but maybe 6? This was back when we lived on Munjoy Hill — our very first Maine apartment — and this was taken on our front steps. That’s my Dad. He was awesome. He passed away when I was 15 but we had lots of good times before that. I’m pretty sure this photo is from a day when we went to Long Island. A classmate of mine’s parents had a summer house out there and they invited the whole class — about 25 of us total, plus a few teachers and parent chaperones — out for a party at the end of the school year. I was rockin’ the straight across bangs — just like I am now, at 27 — and a long braid. Killer.