(picture coming soon, once I get the hang of photoshop...I'm not satisfied with the edit)
Got an AWESOME pair of pants in the mail from my very best friend STELLA today.
She's awesome.
She got me pants from Spain :)
And they provided a load of inspiration, so I decided to do a shoot in them!
Name your most cherished childhood memory.
Camping. Pure camping. Waking up to the smell of Dad making pancakes and the smell of trees. My sleeping bag was so warm that I never wanted to leave. But I got up, had the best breakfast in the world, which I'm sure had some dirt and mosquitos cooked into it, and the day began. We would hike the waterfall trail, swimming in swimming holes along the way; or kayak out in the lake, chasing the beaver around; or head over to the "beach" for the day. No matter where we went, it was always an exploration to us kids, as I'm sure it was for the adults too! At the end of the day, we would come back and play in the "street", or the campsite loop. We'd have scooters and bikes and soccer balls and footballs and every toy known to man. We played and played until dinner was ready, then went and ate the best hot meal one can imagine. After dinner, by the time it was dark, we'd search for kindling and marshmallow sticks while my Dad and Uncle sawed the wood. We made a beautifully colored fire and roasted mallows and had s'mores. This was my favorite part of the day. Uncle Chris always had some sort of word game up his sleeve, and we'd talk, sing and laugh the night away until we simply couldn't keep out eyes open anymore. We were simply a happy family, and the togetherness around the campfire was our home.
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