Guys, this morning I had a hormonal meltdown. I made a plan to go on a day trip up to Cold Spring, NY. The plan was to see some cute shops, have a nice lunch and maybe take a few photos, since it was a beautiful day and I finally had my part time photographer husband with me. But then my computer was going too slow and I couldn’t find anything to wear that seemed “photo ready” and then I accidentally stepped on my cats paw and she cried probably because I’m a giant monster these days aka a regular pregnant person who was abducted by demon hormones. John came home from a run to me, the monster, trying to put this amazing outfit together in knitted tights that are definitely tighter than they used to be and partially see through, topless, complaining into my closet. After the cat paw debacle took place, I admitted defeat and sat on the floor crying. I know, this story is a real upper. BUT then John picked out an outfit for me (Yes ladies, find a guy with a good sense of style. It’s a pain in the ass sometimes but it can also be super helpful) and told me we could do this. So we did. After crying through 2 attempts at foundation, I finally dried up and got it together. Mostly.
We made it to Cold Spring and had a quick lunch at Hudson Hill Cafe because we were on a mission. Take social media worthy photos of my stationery and of me, not looking like a total watermelon. Easy. Except even when not pregnant I’m definitely a weirdo when I’m the one in front of the camera. I MUCH prefer to be the photographer, offering direction and setting the scene. Bossing around another person and posing them is where I’m comfortable. On the flip side, not so much. I must have asked “How do I look?” 1,876,542 times until John was finally like, please stop talking. But I didn’t, obviously.
But then something amazing happened. I started to have a little fun. It got super windy, which automatically makes you loosen up because you’re shaking hair out of your face and laughing. We also found a really scenic spot by the water (John found it, I know, he’s so annoying) and we got into a groove. I titled this post a “free people styled stationery shoot” not because I think I’m that cool (I wish), I’m certainly not. It was mostly because his shots with the lighting and the nature just felt free people-esque. I was feeling more care free, wrapping paper was blowing in the wind and I had some embroidery on my shirt which is standard free people style. Also I foraged a little berry branch that made my life. I like props. Hands are weird alone. Like what do you do with them? You hold stuff with them, that’s what. It turned into a time and I do hope you all enjoy the photos. I’m also really excited about my new holiday wrapping paper this year. It was my first time designing gift wrap and I put a lot of thought and intention into it. I am looking forward to working on some everyday wrapping designs to add to the shop soon. Thanks for reading!
I don’t know guys, like should we call Free People and tell them we have some brand new, stellar material for them? I’m thinking yes…