I did not really know what I wanted to write about this week, so here are some random bits and pieces about my life outside of photography.
Deep down, I am a romantic. I cover it up with heaps of sarcasm and cynicism. But if you look at my pictures, you can see the real me.
I read a lot. I am usually reading three books at one time. I will read almost anything–except romance novels. They bore me.
I make really great mojitos for my friends.
My favorite food right now is avocados.
I recently started doing hot yoga. I don’t know why, but I am surprised at how much I actually like it.
I am also irrationally terrified of doing handstands in said yoga class. Apparently I enjoy being terrified, because I keep going back. Whatever. I did manage to do Crow Pose last night for like eight seconds, so there might yet be hope for me.
If I could be anywhere in the world at this moment, I would be in Italy.
I believe that cooking for your family and friends is an act of love. You should do it often and well.
I think a great night is spent with friends laughing so hard your face hurts.
A true friend is someone you know you can call at 2 am and they don’t get pissed at you. Everyone else is just an acquaintance.
I have “eclectic” taste in music, which really only means that I will listen to pretty much anything.
I can be brutally honest and my kids have accused me of having no filter. I am working on this. It is a constant struggle.
Why is everyone so obsessed with Reality TV? Like WTF?! It is not REAL. I think if you want reality, you should just go live your life.
I do like going to the movies–but it must be a really good movie. And if the lighting or cinematography in general is poor, you will hear me complain about it FOREVER.
I have a small black dog named Lulu. She is delusional and thinks she is human. She also believes her mission in life is to protect me from everything and everyone.
The only time I am comfortable in large crowds or at events is when I have my camera. Without my camera, I feel naked and exposed–like the naked/anxiety dreams people have.
That is it–the random bits and pieces.
