I've always loved photos, and the things they say not only about the subject, but about the photographer. Some interesting (and maybe not so interesting) shots came from this weekend's events. While I'm working on the jewelry post, here's to a fine fall weekend:
I know it might be hard to see scale here, but this dog was literally the size of a bear. That bench next to him? That wasn't a kiddie bench, people. W. 13th street, by 5th Ave.
They looked like leaves and I probably thought they were until they moved en masse and bf was like, "Whoa! Do you see all the birds!?"
Crisp, sunny day and I hadn't opened all the curtains yet. Picture is proof that I want to come back as a cat.
This overwhelms me. I took pictures of all the books and bookcases in our living room and then thought about weeping. We're going to need to move ALL OF THIS early next year. Also, any good bookcase recommendations out there? We're overloaded and need more.
My mom bought me this Anthropologie dress for Christmas last year and I still have not worn it. Here, it came thisclose to going to a party on Saturday night, but was ultimately deemed too fancy (me) and too summery (bf).