Linen Sailor Dress, Square Bracelet: Forever21.
Polka Dot Head Scarf, Tan Heels, White Bracelets: Thrifted.
I used to go on photo adventures a lot. After the first year or so of taking my blog pictures in my front yard, I decided to venture out into new, unexplored territory in my town. I fell in love. That summer I went to every nook and cranny of my town. The brick laid streets, nature centers, kiddie parks, and even the secluded no trespassing properties. I even went adventuring into that next winter,despite the cold, and into my second summer of blogging. This past fall and winter though something changed. I found myself going to routine, familiar spots. Not wanting to adventure any more. If you look in my archives from September to May, you'll see me standing by the same, molding tree in almost all the pictures. I got into such a habit of being hardly present for blog photos. It was something I just 'did' rather than enjoyed anymore. It was a monotonous task of running back and forth (trying not to slip on the ice) and taking pose after pose, after pose in the same position by the same tree.
Even though I eventually got out of my habit of posing by the tree the past spring (but only because it became overgrown with poison ivy) I found that I explored for different photo op places, but hardly much more than I had been. Today it hit me. I don't want to be doing the same poses by the same tree every single day for the rest of the time I have this blog. I remember how much fun and giddy I used to get upon finding a new, beautiful little cove and the funny little memories I made. I vowed to try and change my habits.
I went adventuring today. I took these photos in a place I never have before. A little shady spot by the resavoir, where you can see the river stretch on endlessly. It was hot. 96 degrees and I was dying. If my skin seems shiny and glowing, it's not from the magic of makeup. It's from the sweat, as gross as it may sounds, but hey that's the details bloggers don't share with you. There was a lot of goose poop, a creepy man sat in his truck for a good 15 minutes and watched me (I thought about calling the cops), and I nearly tripped and fell into the water when trying to run in these heels....but you know what? I had fun taking these pictures. The sunlight was so beautiful, the water glistened, I watched the geese float away in the water, and I got to blast my car radio on the 20 minute ride here.
People ask me a lot why I post so many pictures on here. They tell me not to, that it's annoying, that I really shouldn't so I can 'gain more readers.' I love to post a ton of pictures because it captures a beautiful, sincere, real moment in life that memories sometimes just can't live up to. Looking at these photos...they mean so much more to me than the ones by the molding tree. All of my favorite photo shoots I've done are in obscure, new places I adventured to for the first time. No amount of badgering is going to get me to lessen the pictures that represent me and my life.
I really need to do go adventuring more often this summer.
With much love, Lauren.
