Category Archives: my life

I Bawled My Eyes Out Writing This Post…

When I was born, the doctors weren’t sure if I was going to survive. I was so very sick the first two years of my life. And every single night, he would lay me on his chest and rock me to sleep.

When I was three, he left for America to find a job and save money so that we could build a better life in a new country.

When I was 16, and crashed his car while he was teaching me how to drive, he just shook his head and tried not to laugh.

He gives me shopping money when my mom isn’t looking.

He cooks me all of my favorite foods when I ask for it and even when I don’t.

He is the one who taught me how to give and sacrifice for others.

He’s the one man I can count on to be there for me no matter what and to love me unconditionally. Always.

I love you, Daddy. Happy Birthday.

The Queen of Everything

I’ve always joked that I am anxiously waiting for a knock on my door with a decree from the royal courier of Her Majesty the Queen that they have finally found their kingdom’s long lost princess, put a tiara on my head, shower me with jewels and whisk me away into happily ever after in my very own castle and very own Prince Charming. Well, Internet, to be honest, when I say it, I’m not really joking. Hey, it might happen.

So, until it is made official, I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands. I’ve accepted a position doing something I love, in fact it was my first (of many) majors in college. Remember way back when I posted a product review of the ONE bag? (If not, well, hurry up and click on the link, I’ll wait for you). Apparently, the team at UNDFIND decided they liked my brutal honesty (Finally, someone who does!) and wanted me to help them with new covers, getting the word out about the awesomeness of the new V.2 bag (more on that soon!) travel to far off lands, organize the studio, do some laundry, redecorate, pick up the dry cleaning and a myriad of other odds and ends that needed to be done. So, they hired me and gave a me a fancy, boring title, “Director of Marketing,” which I promptly scoffed at and proclaimed myself,” Her Royal Highness, The Queen of Everything.” I mean, come on, I am doing a little of everything, right? And my job title should reflect that.

Does this mean I’m quitting photography? Absolutely not! Being the Queen will only take up portions of my time and my brides will always be my first priority. I’m just opening myself up for more adventures.You might see some minimal changes, like I may start signing my name after each blog post like this:

XOXO,

P.S. Here is the official decree on the company’s website.

C O N T A C T
F A C E B O O K
T W I T T E R