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She's just too amazing. Cover or not, just amaze.

the best kinda nights

Did I ever mention these are my favorite kinda nights....

Good Company, Food, Music, and Drinks

Yea.

WWYD

So I am having a conversation with my friend the other day and we get to talking about regrets. We all have so many. And we all wish we could go back and do something over again, do it different, and use what we have learned to make it that much better. But what about those moments when everything was exactly right? What about the times where you would change absolutely nothing?

We never think about these. Never discuss them. Never give credit where credit is due.

My question is….if you could go back and repeat a time in your life, without being able to change anything, when would that be?

I became super interested in people’s answers to this question so I started to ask everyone around me. Most people tried to sit and think about it, developing a list, to weigh which moment was best, making sure they did not give me an inaccurate answer. After noticing this, I then started to tell them they had to tell me immediately the first thing that popped in their head without looking back.

So what would it be for you? What’s the first thing that pops in your mind?

Yep. There it is. Awesome isn’t it. Makes you feel good to think of positive things for a change, eh?

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Well…for me the first thing that popped in my mind, and I am still sticking to it, is the first time I rocked my niece LilyAnna to sleep. I remember singing her lullabies, laughing inside at my terrible voice, next thing you know I am crying. I was sooooo ridiculously happy. She was so precious, and I loved her more than anything or anyone I have ever loved before. It was awesome. I would take this night over and over again if I could.


I really hope these thoughts make you happy :)


"That was a memorable day to me, for it made great changes in me. But, it is the same with any life. Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day."
~Charles Dickens, Great Expectations


All my love.

:(

Last night I found a dead cat.

This morning found out Marley had to be put down.

This all makes me super super sad.

I think it might be time to adopt another animal. Not sure how Jose will feel about it.

Poor Marley Girl will be missed.

Happy Birthday Arianna

Happiest of Birthdays to my favorite fellow shit talker Miss Arianna Orpello. I cannot be more thankful to have come to know you and know that I will always no matter what have you as a friend by my side.



I love you so much. Cannot wait to celebrate tonight!

Reading Viaduct Part One.

Reading Viaduct Part One.

Cast:
Jackie—the romantic era inspired model
Matt—straight guy for a day
Barrett—tourist, doing non-traditional touristy stuff
Danielle—poorly dressed panick stricken mess
Arianna—commentary and designated criticizer
Myself—loner, lens

So the crew sets out on our first Urban Expedition to the Reading Viaduct. I left Matt in charge of navigation since I should never be let responsible for anything but myself and my camera when I am shooting. Creative fog I blame. Well….Matt did not do that great of a job either. He instructed us that we should probably just park around 9th and Callowhill and find our way. He promised he looked at a map, but I think the large rooster in his living room kept his mind preoccupied for most of the morning. Regardless, we found our way to the entrance, somewhere about 13th and Callowhill(ish).

We were greeted by a large chained fence telling us NO trespassing. Eff that. It was over or under for us. The boys took the challenge of climbing the barbed fence, while us girls opted to burrow under like the bitches we are. Five made it through, Danielle still standing on the opposite side. After ten minutes of I can’t do its, I am claustrophobic’s, and I will die for sure’s Danielle mustered up enough courage to lay on the ground and let the fence move smoothly (not even touching) over her 100 lb body. I think she was ultimately scared to ruin her poorly put together set of mom jeans and 1988 pumped up kicks. However, I am proud of her for overcoming her fear (only until we returned to leave). I am not sure if she had much of a choice considering I told her we would leave her ass if she didn’t do it. Her crying meant nothing to us. No Sensitive Sally’s here.

We walked like 100 feet only to be greeted by another fence, this one thankfully was cut and we could squeeze through a little hole. And we were in! And it was awesome. From this point forward I am just going to post what I shot because I am not sure if words can really describe any of it clearly.






































After part one of Reading Viaduct we decided to grab some food and beers at Prohibition TapRoom. Why I have never been here I am not exactly sure? They have a pickle plate. A what? A pickle plate, with all veggies pickled. I was in my glory. And Southampton Double White, by far my favorite and least able to find, beer of all time. I will most likely become a regular here.

I loved this day. It was by far my favorite of the year so far.

To be continued….

Here are some pictures from a spur of the moment shoot outside my place.

Dinner party turns to photo shoot....

Jacqueline and Danielle