Let’s Do Work, 2017.

I hope that everyone will forgive me for this post being about 28 days late.  The beginning of 2017 started off in a crazy frenzy with Kris and Jessica Bryant’s wedding, so it has taken me a little bit of time to recover and start getting my head on straight for what is about to explode in 2017.  The last few days in my office I have been wrapping up the edit on Kris and Jessica’s wedding, editing Ashley & Jake and Sarah & Matt’s engagement sessions that happened earlier this year, and giving my yearly planner a run for its money as 2017 gets penciled in faster than I could have ever expected!

This coming year I have something BIG happening with the addition of a new photographer to my business.  I haven’t given a formal shout out to Lianna yet, but it is definitely coming!  Lianna spent most of 2016 training with me, and will now be cranking out a full year of weddings on her own for the J. Anne Photography brand.  On top of Lianna being added to the mix, I’ll be shooting my normal 15-20 weddings this year with my trusty side-kick, Janelle, by my side.  Add to that all of the engagement photos, boudoir sessions, and the fact that my three boys are involved in more activities than ever now that they’re getting a bit older…. I imagine that 2016 is going to look like child’s play in regards to the scheduling that is happening for 2017, but I’m ready.

We’re traveling to Santa Barbara twice this year for what are sure to be some amazing weddings, and I will also be hopping  the pond to Paris and down into the South of France later this Spring.  This summer I’ll be heading to San Francisco to shoot at San Francisco City Hall for the first time and I could not be any more thrilled to check that adventure off of my bucket list!!

There are still a large handful of couples who haven’t done their engagement session yet (Ashley & Blake, Jen & James, Jackie & Tony, Halee & Heath, Heather & Nick, Archana & Diego, and Jeanne & Kyle!!)… but of the engagement sessions that have wrapped you guys can see that it’s going to be yet another year of insanely gorgeous people making my Instagram feed look far better than I could ever manage to do on my own!

On the left is Sarah & Matt!  They’re going to knock my socks off with a white on white on white wedding at the International Peace Education Center in April… on the right are Lindsay & Mark who will be married in October on the beautiful grounds of TPC Summerlin!

This adorable couple below are Cole & Alyssa who are also getting married in October, but they’re taking us on a little scenic tour up to the Paiute reservation for their gorgeous wedding!! 

Ashley & Jake are below on the left and they are the next wedding up on my docket for the year!!  Mandarin Oriental will host their black tie affair this coming March and I’m over the moon excited for them!  Ashley and Will are below on the right… and these two babes are taking us up the coast of California as they will be married at Bacara in Santa Barbara in July, and it will basically be everything that my dreams are made of!  Caitlyn & Scott are below on the left and they are seriously the sweetest two people you might ever meet.  They will be having a dreamy lavender wedding at Dragon Ridge this Spring while Olivia and Brad on the right are kicking it old school in September at the classic and amazing Las Vegas Country Club!! I seriously can not wait to see both of these babes walk down the aisle!

Last November Newfly Films came over and made a video for me to show to my ladies during Bridesgiving dinner… in that version of the video I cried like a little baby telling all of my 2016 brides how much they meant to me, and that my business would basically not survive without them… I wasn’t about to let that cry face make the internet, so I asked my guy Stefan over at Newfly to make me a new cut of the video because it  is just too much fun not to share some bits and pieces of my hoes!!

Soo…  let’s fucking do work, 2017!

 

 

Las Vegas Engagement Photos :: Ashley & Jake

I just delivered Jake & Ashley their engagement photos and I received a follow up email from Jake that said, “Love them, they are spectacular!!! She looks like an angel with that light! You are unbelievably good.”

I responded by saying, “You are an unbeliveably hot piece of sexy man meat!!!  ;)  Can’t wait to see you in a couple months!!!  xo.”

He responded, “LOL (insert laughing face with tears).  Wow.  Thanks.”

This is why they’re my clients.

Jake and Ashley showed in for their first set of engagement photos in Chicago crazy late.  They were driving in from Champaign, IL… and it was a rainy gross day, so traffic wasn’t at its finest.  They came to our meeting spot full of apologies and kindness, and we went straight to work shooting through dark Chicago clouds that were spitting rain on us.  Throughout the entire shoot we laughed hysterically as though we were old college friends… except, I’m way older, so maybe I’d be more like the sorority sister who took 10 years to get though a Bachelor’s degree, but whatever.

I knew from the moment we got started shooting that these two were going to be an absolute dream to work with on their wedding.  They are smart and charming, witty and full of banter…. and not to mention they’re freaking nails in the looks department.  The photos in Chicago turned out beautiful and worthy of a midwest fall season, but when these two darlings hopped a plane to spend a weekend doing some wedding planning , I whisked them away into our sunny Vegas desert to show them what engagement photos could really be!!


On the side of mountain we stood.  Ashley and Jake stood before me in beautiful winter sunlight.  Ashley looked radiant, but I could tell that there was something missing.  I tried to order wind for the shoot, but somehow nature didn’t oblige my request… so it just seems that Ashley’s skirt was laying too flat and lifeless.  As luck would have it, Ash had asked me to bring a pair of scissors to cut some tags she had in her shirt that showed through.  I asked Ashley if I could take these scissors and cut a slit up her skirt, and I’m pretty sure she said… “You want to what?!!”  And then she said yes…. And then I chickened out…. And then she said, okay… And then I said… “No!  It has to be done!”  And then…. a little snip was made and the Project Runway star in me came out as I grabbed the two sides of the material and separated them up her leg.  I’ve never done that before in my life, but Tim Gunn would be so so so proud.

And, I do have to say myself… it was the RIGHT decision.

Exhibit A.  Jake, Ashley, and Leg.  What a beautiful family of three.  ha ha ha!

Ashley and Jake are getting married this March at Mandarin Oriental and I can’t wait!!  Hair and Makeup done by Amelia C. & Co!!

Brody & His Run-In with the Police

This guy looks innocent enough, doesn’t he?  He’s just your run of the mill 4 year old enjoying a round of delicious Oreos… or so you think.  You see, this laugh right here, it’s downright evil.  On Brody’s 4th birthday I posted  the following:

Brody,

Happy 4th birthday, my little love! Today, on this special day, I would like to tell you that I fear you may turn out to be a serial killer when you grow up. I mean, you definitely have a leg up on Ted Bundy, and you’ve only been around 4 short years.  
You have charm and charisma that rivals a french pool boy, yet I turn around often to find you sneak attacking your brothers.
Your smile can get you out of almost any predicament in our house, yet your cunning moves can send your brothers into tears.
There have been times that you have loved me so hard that you nearly strangled me, and many more times that your excitement has led to your fingernails drawing blood in my arms… neck… face.
You love hard, and you fight harder, my dear Brodrick. I wish you many more happy birthdays to come… and my fingers are crossed that none of them are behind bars.
Love,
Mommy
PS. I’ll delete this if Dateline ever calls me for an interview. I’m ride or die for you. 

Brody’s birthday was in June.  My foreshadowing of his future run-ins with the law is both ominous and slightly comical given the fact that I thought his first face-to-face with the police might come maybe fourteen or more years down the road… not 4 months.

It was busy wedding season, and I had asked one of our young (high school aged) babysitters to have a daily gig at Larkspur.  She came Monday – Friday from 3-6pm as I had a shoot almost every day for 3 months straight.  She was/is a major help for our family.  The boys love her, and she has become a staple at our house!  Brody actually loves her the most.  He talks often about his love for her, and how he will marry both me and her someday.  I would leave Brody at home with the sitter each day, and they would walk the trail together to get the bigger boys from school.  Brody loved this routine.

On the day of “the incident”… I didn’t have a shoot.  I reveled in the idea that I could run to the grocery store while the babysitter did her daily routine.  The mistake I made was telling Brody that I didn’t have to work.  He lost his mind that he couldn’t go to the grocery store with me.  I had a TON of things to purchase, so going solo was really what I wanted to do.  I slipped out of the house even though he was upset, and figured he would calm down when they left to get the big boys from school.

Boy was I wrong.

While at the meat counter I get a text from the sitter that Brody had BOLTED from her care.  He had ridden his bike that day while she was afoot, and she just could not catch his little maniac feet that sprinted like hamsters around the circles of his pedals.  She had been looking for him for quite some time.  The neighbors were looking for him too.  They had received word from other neighbors driving in that they had seen him riding out on the street… towards the grocery store, of course.

I get a few more text messages that they REALY CAN’T FIND HIM.  At this point we’re about 20 minutes into the ordeal and I realize that this is pretty serious and that my FOUR YEAR OLD was roaming busy streets and intersections all by himself.  Smith’s (which isn’t the grocery store I was at) is easily 2 miles from my house and there are several intersections in which Brody would have crossed traffic ALONE!  I panicked.  The biggest fear, of course, is someone taking him.  I kept running it through my head that he can get hit (okay, maybe just bumped) by a car all he wants… break a leg… break an arm… I can handle that.  Just don’t let someone TAKE HIM!

I called the police the moment I sprinted out of the grocery store.  I frantically asked for whoever was patrolling the neighborhood to just have a look out for a little baby boy on a tiny red bike riding all by himself.

As I drove from the grocery store that I was at to the other store that Brody was allegedly barreling towards, I see a little tiny dude and a little tiny red bike being held by a crossing guard.  Bless that man!!  I was still on the phone with the police dispatch, and I yelled, I found him, I found him, but I don’t know if I ever even hung up my phone.  Brody was wriggling like a worm on a hook trying to break free.  My car tires screeched around the corner and I stopped… likely in the middle of the road.  BRODY FROZE.  I ran to the crossing guard, tears streaming, and swooped him up.  I checked his body for marks, made sure he was safe, held him long enough for him to know that his safety was my main concern… and then the switch flipped, and I got MAD.

The mother-scolding began, and you wanna know what that little punk kid did… HE YELLED BACK AT ME!  He was pissed that I wouldn’t take him to the store.  He yelled that it was my fault because if I had just taken him to the store then he wouldn’t have had to run away!!!  My mother-blood boiled.  I put him into his car seat knowing that I had to get out of there because if these people saw me lose it on my 4 year old after he had just RAN AWAY from my house… child protective services would be BANGING down my door.

We got back home, and within the 2 mile car ride Brody’s swagger wavered drastically.  He knew he was in trouble.  We stepped out onto our driveway when suddenly three police cars came zooming down our street.

I pushed Brody’s little back towards the middle of the driveway, and told him that those police officers were here for HIM, not me.

Hopefully, this is my little runaway’s last encounter with the police, but I have a feeling that this is jussssst the beginning.