There aren’t many days when I don’t enjoy my job. I know. I suck. I can’t help it. I freakin’ love my job. Why? Because of people like Betty.
Betty walks into my studio- and we chat. Okay- I don’t have a lot of interesting things to say about that. Our convo started off professional and to the point at first. Then. About 6- 6 1/2 minutes in. It got awesome. We were talking about all things awesome including her flippin’ awesome photographer Magan with Urban Grey Photography. I mean, seriously, I could do a whole blog post on how much I love Magan. She’s irritatingly sweet, obnoxiously talented, frustratingly creative, and my book buddy. She gives the best book referrals. Okay, the nerd alert siren is about to go off. Tattoos and Snooki. Maybe that’ll cancel out my last book nerd confession.
So back to Betty. She was such a great sport and let me do whatever I wanted with her makeup. Hello- Fair skinned, light eyed, red head. A freakin’ makeup artists dream! We also did a fun before picture- (I didn’t contact her to ask if it was okay to post so I’ll do her this one solid and spare her the public post of what can only be described as Flock of Seagulls meats Aquanet, meats 1989 “fan bang” gone wrong) and a fun after. She has fine but gorgeous hair and wanted it pulled to the side but not quite in a pony so we did a side swept look that really went well with her great outfit choices. Well played Betty.. Well Played.
So apparently the quirky couple wanted something different which is right up Magans alley. She found a discarded fence..chunk? and threw one of her own quilts on top of it, the couple made the pinwheel banner and viola.. you’ve got an outdoor bedroom surrounded by wildflowers. Seriously Magan.. Seriously!?