Showing posts with label photo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photo. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Lost in the Fog

Photo of me and John by John D. Simmons. 

I'm sorry to have been away for so long, as well as so sporadic in my posts over that past year or so. I desperately wish to make more of this blog and to become more committed here, but I've been having a seriously rough time in the recent past. I do what I can to keep things light and professional in the blogosphere, but sometimes shit gets kinda tough and makes it hard to want to pretend. I work in customer service all day so it's exhausting when the day has ground me down to nothing to come home and write a perky story to please readers. I feel like I have to always deliver a wittily written, beautifully photographed post or no one will care. Perhaps need to learn just to be a bit more honest. Perhaps this can be a place for me to unload some of the weight I carry around, even if I don't get too specific. Sometimes you just need to spend a few days (at a time) watching horror movies on Netflix. I think you guys can probably understand that.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Silver Lining

 I really love this outfit. Probably a bit too much. I've probably worn it 5 plus times since I put it together.
 I just can't help it.
 I love the swishy skirt (which is actually a dress), the easy T, one of my very favorite necklaces, and the shoes. Oh the shoes.

These babies were my birthday present from Merissa of Merissa Explains it all.  Vintage Silver brogues. LOVE! I can't wear them without being showered with complements.

Tee: Kholes
Dress (worn as skirt): Ross
Necklace: Corvidae
Bag: Swapped
 
I'm so thankful to John for the photo help he's been giving with my photos. Both with taking photos for me (such as the ones above) and with my jewelry.  I just need to get better about editing and posting them! I have so much excitement coming up so stay tuned!

Luv,
Vanessa*

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Oh Green World (don't desert me now)

While running errands the other day I passed a small industrial park with great potential. I will absolutely be shooting here again soon. The dilapidated brick doorways, alone will provide several unique and interesting shots. But my first time I had to use the rusting mint green steel wall.
I love the clash of industrial and organic textures.
And how the minty Aqua color contrasts my red skirt (which is actually an American apparel dress I tied around my waist. I picked the dress up at a clothing swap)

An unusual backdrop can make me playful.
Blouse: F21, Skirt: American Apparel Dress tied, Tights: rugged Warehouse, Shoes Seyshelles,
Necklace by Me.
Luv,
Vanessa*

Teaser


I took these photos by mistake, but I kinda liked them.
Luv,
Vanessa*

Friday, March 26, 2010

Hendersonville, the epic jouney part three (the greehouse)

Now I know why people photograph flowers all the time. It's so easy to get a shot that is usable and beautiful. Plus, Macro. Hell yes.
I always have to photograph myself when I do my outfit shots. It's a little bit that I'm a control freak, and a little bit that I don't have anyone else to do it. If I could convince my boyfriend to take them we almost never see each other during daylight. So it was kinda a treat to have my Mom to shoot a couple of shots that my tripod just couldn't get to. All the ones in the little vignettes were shot my her. Yay Mom!


This was so cool that I climbed up into the little enclosure it hung in to get photos. I'm glad none of the staff saw me. I doubt they would have been pleased.

It was a good deal smaller than it looks. No bigger than a clementine orange. I just loved the creepy fingers it had.

Cute little fishsies!
Adorable orange dot.
Look out little black fish! The terrible dwelling doll will such your soul! Seriously though, this was beyond creepy. I don't know why they put it in.
I had a blast taking photos in here. I think we were in there nearly an hour. A big thanks to my Grandpa for being patient even though he was hungry.

I swear these posts are almost over.
Luv,
Vanessa*