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Sammy

Oh. My. God. I can’t even tell you what I would do right now for either a frozen box of Thin Mints or a giant softish chocolate chip cookie.  There is nothing that could even remotely pass for chocolate in my house right now and I feel like I might implode if something chocolaty doesn’t hit my tongue right away. I happen to know that there are three boxes of Girl Scout cookies (2 Thin Mint and 1 caramel delight, of course) waiting for me at my girlfriend Lisa’s house and I am sending telepathic signals her way hoping that she will somehow mysteriously be compelled to pack up her 4 kids and drive over to my house with my 3 boxes of cookies right this very second.  I don’t have high hopes that my telepathy is that powerful but I am trying for all that it is worth right now.

While I try to keep my mind of the chocolate jonesing I will share with you my nephew, Sam’s two year photos. Good God almighty, that child is like a pinball and I spent the better part of an hour literally running after him up at the studio. Again, and I can’t say it enough, thank the Lord for expensive camera and fast shutter speeds. It was worth it though because my fabulous sister in law came bearing gifts/bribes for shooting him. A bag with a case of Coke Zero, 2 BRAND NEW books, a Target gift card and two bottles of wine. I mean, there is not much more that makes me happier in life and they were all put together in a little bag of heaven.  Holla, Aim. You rule.

A HA Sammy! Bet you thought I didn’t get that, didn’t you. Don’t underestimate me OR my camera, mister.

 

 

 

 

 

Love you crazy boy.

xo, Auntie Rachel

Little Miss Avery

I am not really sure how this much time has past and this is the first real shoot that I have had of my not-as-new-as-she-used-to-be girlfriend Avery. You all remember our Avery girl? Well, she has been very busy growing and getting cuter every day and is now 3 months old. I just love her, she is darling and has me and about a thousand other people wrapped around her teeny tiny finger.

Here she is 3 months and counting…

Seriously? Seriously?? Can you even take it?

 

 

 

 

And our little window about closed right there. She needed some mommy time which made me happy because Jeanine could be one of my favorite people to shoot…and one of my favorite people just in general so it was a nice little combination for me.

 

 

Love you perfect girl.

xo, Rachel

Adriana & Andy-NYE style

Good morning everyone! So, yes, it is slightly snowing BUT there is just the slightest bit of sunshine, so I can handle it. And yes, my kitchen is still in shambles and I am awoken nightly by any number of anxiety dreams. One that was particularly horrifying was when my teeth fell out.  I had that one coupled with all of the stones in my wedding band falling out immediately after loosing my adult teeth and I was walking around with a zip-lock full of teeth and diamonds. Awesome. I can’t tell you how great it was to wake up from that one. Usually though, I am horribly unprepared for a wedding and am missing all memory cards and my camera three seconds before I am supposed to start shooting. Or like last night, had an engagement shoot with a couple who I had no memory of booking, didn’t know their names and was forced to come up with some engagement shoot brilliance in the halls of an elementary school. Completely normal. No cause for concern over here. BUT, it will eventually be finished and I am a lucky girl to have a kitchen never mind be dealing with the whiny discomfort of doing dishes in the bathroom sink while it is in the middle of being made into exactly what I want. And yes, it is one of those annoying half days (seriously? can someone tell me when the need for a half day every other week arose? didn’t we get like 3 in our whole elementary school career??). BUT I get to watch Jameson walk around in just his pj pants holding a sword and having a full on conversation with himself while he periodically walks in my office and casually mentions that he loves me so really? things could be a lot worse.

I’ll tell you something that has no downside at all. My love affair with Adriana and Andy and their New Year’s Eve wedding.  These two people make me happy and if I could somehow adopt Adriana as like a really close cousin or a cool next door neighbor (you know, someone I would need to have contact with on an every couple of day basis) I would be a happy lady. Outside of ringing in the New Year on my couch surrounded by my three men, there was ABSOULTELY no other place I would have wanted to be besides The Barker Tavern in Scituate that night.  I can’t really explain in words what it was like watching these two on their wedding night. I don’t think that I have ever seen two people just so flippin’ happy to be getting married to each other. Andy DEFINITELY wins Happiest Groom Award. Any time you couldn’t find him you just had to look a couple of feet in there air because that is where he was walking all night long. And Adriana, my cool glasses wearing bride (because no one else could pull off wearing her glasses on her wedding day and totally rock it the way that girl did) was one giant smile the whole night long.  It was such a fun party and you couldn’t see a square inch of dance floor the entire night. People were there to celebrate, there was no doubt about that.

Let’s jump in… my shooter Kat Hanafin had the boys and I had my lovely ladies.

Andy is a Captain in the Massachusetts Army National Guard, had to give him a little patriotic love…

 

Hello, Gorgeous.

 

This I love. It is so Adriana. We have a love affair of quick email response times and pride ourselves on our exceptional ability to respond faster than any other people this side of the Mississippi.

 

I love this one that the Kitty Kat got.

 

A watch for her groom.

And diamond studs for his bride.

 

 

 

C’mon. Who else can wear glasses and look like that??

Time to get married.

Seriously, Andy? Be cuter.

I like this view that Kat got of the ceremony. The place was perfect for a winter wedding.

Can’t stand it.

Adriana’s dad watched the ceremony from Italy on the computer. 1) Technology is ridiculous. I have a hard time wrapping my brain around the US Postal service. Watching his girl get married FROM Italy…my head could explode. 2) There was a point that I had to move the table he was on to shoot some formal portraits. It was weirdly unnerving. That’s all.

And then it was outside for some sparkler fun (in a Stella induced flash of brilliance I bought sparklers online for some fun outside shots).

 

 

Into the reception.

These two surprised everyone with a very fancy ballroom routine. It was like Dancing With the Stars live. There was some great dramatic lighting and I am in LOVE with these images.

 

Oh my. This one gives me chills. It is so timeless.

 

Adriana dedicated her bouquet to her mom and some nice person flashed their camera at precisely the right time for this to happen.

 

 

This was what the dance floor looked like. All night long. Standing on a chair was our only option.

MIDNIGHT!

 

 

 

And sadly, it had to end, but to end on this note (Kat was perfectly placed)? It makes it bearable.

When I can come out of a wedding feeling so grateful for the opportunity of being there and wake up one day to have this in my inbox..”the day was my dream come true and I really feel like I kissed all my frogs but got my Prince in the end!!!!!  We are truly looking forward to a LONG relationship with you as our friend and photographer….cause the PARTY AINT OVER SISTA!!!!!  There are more good times to come!!!!” I am reminded so clearly that I am one of the luckiest people around to be able to do what I do and do it for people like Adriana and Andy.

Thank you both so much. I don’t even have to wish you happiness..you two have that covered.

xoxox,Rachel

Random #4-My Miss Kiss

Today I am giving props to my homegirl, Missy. I don’t think that I write about her enough for you to fully comprehend how she is perfection in a pet.  She is the sweetest heart ever and ever since her stupid owner’s caught on to the fact that if you just take the animal out for a walk every now and then they eventually get the hang of not using the kitchen floor as a bathroom she has evolved from being adorable but slightly annoying to being the all out object of our obsession.  She is so flippin’ cute I can’t stand her and I know that if I could find a doggie Bjorn in the world she would spend all of her free time attached to my chest and be happy about it. As long as she can lick our noses and sleep in our bed she is content and honestly, I am more than happy to oblige.

Love my Miss Kiss.

Mary and Dave-married!!

I love it. I am catching up on all of my stuff and I had the total pleasure of working this week on Mary and Dave’s wedding photos.  Their wedding was at the Black Rock Country Club (just like the last wedding I posted) back in December. The place is beautiful and so completely perfect for a winter wedding.  I love these photos not only because Mary and Dave are such a great couple but because I felt honored to be there for Mary who I went to high school with.  I’ve said it before on this blog, but I have no problem saying it again, Mary is one of the sweetest, most genuine and caring people I have ever met.  I don’t think I really knew how good of a person she was back in high school and I feel lucky to have gotten to know her better (Good God!!) 13 years later. I love Mary and Dave together and have so much hope for them and their future together.

I just want to jump right in because I am loving these pictures and seeing them reminds me of how awesome the day really was.

Have to give up a little “holla” for Weymouth…

You all know that the getting ready images are always my favorite part of the day. Mary’s are some of my all time favorites.

I love Mary’s smile and the fact that smiling is what she is doing most of the time…

 

Mary was a gymnast. Her back makes my back jealous.

Love these next two. So much.

 

 

 

Kat Hanafin was my second that day and I LOVE this one she got of the boys. Dave had his father stand up as his best man.  I think that is awesome (even if it did take me a minute to figure it out:).

She got this one of handsome Dave. So good.

This kills me. Dave’s sister, Ann Marie, got her dress caught in the locked door.

 

 

Happily, Mary and Dave opted for a First Look so that we could use some of the daylight for photos. I absolutely love a First Look. I love the moment it is and I love being there to capture it.

 

 

 

 

Compliments of Kat.

It was FREEZING and daylight was dwindling but they were troopers and we got some great stuff.

 

So cute.

 

And then it was off for the church. Mary’s dad has me on the verge of tears in these photos.

 

Dave’s mom isn’t helping the situation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you so much! I loved being there and love knowing that you two are together.

xo, Rachel

Random #3

Hello, and welcome to this week’s installment of Random Photography. I know there are people out there that are thinking that this little resolution of mine will fall to the wayside much like the silly little notion of me exercising, but no my friends. This is one goal that I intend to keep (as I actually enjoy it unlike exercise which I just for the life of me can’t seem to see the draw so many of you talk about). 

I mentioned before that we are in the middle of a kitchen renovation and I don’t think that I fully understood what my friend Tim was talking about when he said “be prepared for no kitchen for awhile.” I am not exactly sure what the hell I thought would happen, but I can tell you that it wasn’t what is happening below me right now. No kitchen really means no kitchen and I miss my cabinets and microwave and smoothly working sink in a bad way.  All for the greater good and it will be worth it in the end but I am feeling very inconvenienced right now.  I’ll tell you something else since I am on the topic of inconvenience. I had a dentist appointment today, the first of two for a crown, an annoying, expensive, necessary evil. I sat in the chair, was pumped full of novocaine by a dentist lacking any and all people skills, and after an hour of him doing God knows what in there he casually mentioned to me that the impression kit wasn’t the right size or some other unacceptable nonsense like that and that we would have to schedule another appointment to do this all over again. Really? I wonder, when did he realize that the proper steps necessary to make this a successful appointment had not, in fact, been taken.  So, two hours of my precious three hours of working time were taken up and half of my face was put to sleep for nothing this afternoon. Bitter. Why am I required to give a 24 cancellation notice or I am charged but they can waste my afternoon and fill my face with enough drugs to make it impossible to accurately display how unhappy I was with the situation? And my socially challenged dentist could not even bring himself to offer a word condolence for the unfortunate situation that I found myself in or take any responsibility for what had just gone down. I do not like that man.

Clearly, I am still fired up about the dentist but when I got home I found this old beer can that was in one of the kitchen walls.  I just think it is so cool to think about the dudes putting together this house way back when, cracking beers and hammering nails and leaving little artifacts for someone else to find 50 years later. The history of a house I find compelling. Like who called it their own first? Who brought home their new babies and raised families? Who stayed here until his wife passed away and he had to leave himself? Was it all the same guy? Was it a happy house, as happy as mine? Was it the same person who put a bottle opener and a lock that only locks from the inside in the shed? I love to think about it.

Happy Monday!

xo, Rachel

Riley Turned 2!!

My heart lies in wedding and engagement photography. I love all of my subjects but weddings and engagements fire me up in a different way than my portraits do. If I was pressed to tell someone what my next favorite subject is,  it would be 2 year old girls in my studio. I love ‘em. Two year old boys are mad men, not in the good Don Draper sort of way, but in a thank God for expensive cameras and quick shutter speeds sort of way.  Little girls get it and their clothes are way cuter than what is offered out there for boys.  Bows and dresses bright colors and prints all make me happy.

I had a visit from my friend Riley Anne who turned two this month and honestly gets cuter every time I see her. I took a second to find the blog post I did almost exactly a year ago of Riley’s one year shoot and it is crazy how much babies change in a year.

LOVIN’ what we got.

 

 

 

 

 

Seriously, Riley? I am going to eat you.

 

She takes after her mother…

 

Yay, Reily! You rock, sister. As usual.

xo, Rachel

Baby Charlotte

I am 100% positive that I OD’d on coffee this morning and feel like I am running around like a crazy person (the truth of the matter is that I have been sitting in my desk chair all morning but still..) so I won’t try to get you people on my level by writing a huge post today.

I have been dying to share my newest friend Charlotte and her parents with you so that is my plan for today. Such a doll, she was only two weeks old when I met her and I am so excited to be able to watch her grow up this year and share her with you. I just love her  a little…

 

So mean, we made her wake up.

Megan and Brad are great and so in love with their new baby girl. Brad calls Charlotte “Charlie” and it melted me a little.

So pretty.

 

 

Thanks baby. See you when you are three months!

xo, Rachel

Megan & Patrick

Oh thank GOD. The sun is shining, I slept uninterrupted for 8 hours last night, I am getting work done (loving the Kindergarten am/pm switch, for some reason I gained an hour of child free time, don’t know how and simply not going to question it) and for lunch I had Chipotle Grill. Life is SOOOO much better than gray, yucky yesterday. Now I just need to change out of my jeans and into some nice, stretchy yoga pants and all will be right in my world.

I am so happy to share some of my favorite images from Megan and Pat’s winter wedding. It feels like ages ago that I tore into the beautiful Black Rock Country Club on a snowy afternoon all ready to sprint around the place and get my bearings before starting a day of shooting. On my way in I past a pretty, tall girl who actually held the door for me and I breezed right by in a world of my own. It took a solid 3 minutes before I realized that the pretty girl was my bride Megan with lighter hair than I remembered and already looking beautiful  (without makeup, she is one of those). It was an awesome wedding with everything  from getting ready to the ceremony to the reception taking place right at the country club.

Megan is great. She wins my Most Organized Bride Ever Award, I am pretty sure she gave me a iterniary of the day and a shot list in a word doc about 3 months before the wedding was to take place.  The wedding was actually the first time I had ever met Patrick but from what I could tell these two copliment each other perfectly.

Let’s get started. I love that everyone got ready in the lockerroom of the country club. Can you think of a better place for all thoses girls to get ready? It was perfect.

There’s my Megan now. Cool as cucumber.

The kitty Kat Hannifan came with that day and got this of Pat (on the right) gearing up for the wedding.

So pretty.

 

 

Hello gorgeous.

Kat got this.

And I got this. Something about it I love.

Love it.

Awww…Meg’s dad. He was great. Right up there with my all time favorite father’s of the bride. Just great.

 

Then it was time. It seems weird seeing all the Christmas stuff now, doesn’t?

Here’s Pat, love the first time seeing pictures.

 

 

 

 

 

I just dig this one.

Megan and Pat both have huge families. And they really wanted big, huge group shots of all of them. Sounds good on paper but there are definitely easier things to do than to corral 40 guests at a time. We worked hard and made it happen and when they have these images 50 years from it will all be worth it:)

This wasn’teven the largest group we had but my good friend Julie (the hottie in red in the back row) is Pat’s cousin so I had to give her and her mom and dad a little blog love.

 

Caught this in all of the mayham.

 

 

 

 

 

I like this one that Kat got.

 

 

Good luck, Megan and Patrick! I was honored to be a part of your day and I wish you so much happiness on your journey together!

xo, Rachel

My girl Ella Rae

Oh. My. God.  Is it seriously, SERIOUSLY, going to be gray and life-sucking out again today? I can’t deal.  This is when it kicks in. When my seasonal affective disorder (or what I appropriately like to call SAD) begins to yawn and stretch and make known it’s presence in my brain.  I am currently going through major vitamin D withdrawals and I don’t think it is good for anyone.  I can deal with the cold. Whatever, it’s stupid and my husband and I like to blame our lazy ancestors for taking the months long journey across the Atlantic just to plop themselves down in the first port they reached to set up camp. I mean, c’mon. They made it that far, another month or two and I could be living the high life in a warmer climate and speak with a drawl. But no, I live here and there is no plan to ever NOT live here so I can deal with the cold. But the gray, the endless gray is what is going to do me in. It isn’t right. It is WRONG and I am this close to googling those light bulb visors they wear in Alaska (which, when looking at things with perspective, I guess it could be worse, I’d be pissed if my long ago relatives landed in Juno) and sporting that look around town just to make it through the flipping day. It would be nice. I could buy some nice sparkly jewels at like Michael’s or someplace like that, hot glue gun ‘em right on there and have the most stylish suicide-preventing, vitamin D infusing, visor out there. Pretty soon every one would have one. Once they saw the benifits of my sunny dispostion and cleverly bedazzled visor, those things would go flying off the shelves and the general mood in Abington would be elevated. 

To try and distract myself from the effects of my disorder I thought I would share a couple of photos of our new baby girl, Ella.  I am in love with her and so very much enjoying, yet again, watching my friends at the very beginning of their journey as parents. I hehehe all the way to bed, content in the knowledge that Eric and I have EIGHT years on them and while watching them all be lazy on the weekends and sleep late whenever they felt like it for so long made us feel some slight twinges of jealousy, I sleep tight knowing that when they have put as much time as we have into this parenthood thing, my kid will be driving his ass around and 2 years away from being legally responsiblie for himself. Hehehehe….

Amy and Joel are doing awesome and I really am so happy for them. Here are a couple from my visit (there Kylee…jeeze…I can hear you refreshing from here…).

Ella loved her box, Yvonne…zip it.

 

Amy thinks she looks like a glowworm. Yvonne thinks she looks like a peanut. I think she looks like Amy.

This is so funny to me. We thought we were SOOO funny. “Hahaha….I know!! We’ll have Remy kiss the BABY!!! It will be hysterical!…Oh my, we are just so clever!! No one has ever done this before!!!”  We are nerds. Plain and simple.

I do have to give Rem-dog some credit here. He posed perfectly back there just like we asked him to. I swear, Ella better come up with some new material soon, because I am not entirely convinced that Amy has been won over completely. It will take a lot for anyone to come before Remy in her book. I have faith in the girl though, she is pretty cute so she has a fighting chance.

Love you baby girl.

xo, Rachel