So in roughly 18 ish hours this man child is going to walk across a stage, get a diploma holder, move a tassel, and be named a BA.
He's a bit of a pain sometimes, but what are brothers for if not to annoy you? He's the best last minute wedding day assistant and the cutest when it comes to telling me life milestones. He makes me proud every day of how far he's come through Boy Scouts, being high school valedictorian, and now having a job in his field right out of college.
Kick ass, little brother.
I love you, I do.
And yes, you're still little to me even though you're nearly 6'2".
As I'm sitting in Atlanta for my layover, I'm thinking about how incredible the last 48 hours were. I firmly believe they would have been far less without this one. Seriously, he was the other half of my brain. He's a whole other caliber of second shooter that I've ever had and it was so unreal to be leading the charge with him following.
What a team. You bet you'll see this pair together again.
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The thing female photographers don't (can't) talk about is how we deal with that fabulous time of the month when we have to work.
I'll tell you: lots and lots of Advil and water and chocolate.
Ew, you're telling the world about it? Yeah. Go cry in the corner and see if that helps.
All women deal with this.
I'm so amped for this wedding tomorrow, I am. But sometimes my body has other plans for me. I'm really fortunate that it wasn't a surprise, but I'm kinda bummed that I'm going to be fighting with biology all weekend. Here's to curveballs.
Oh womanhood, you're a real bitch.