I recently ventured out on my own. Well, technically I've been "out on my own" since I graduated high school. Which I'll admit, the gap between then & now seems to keep getting larger & larger. Any who, ever since those post graduation days, I have had to live with a roommate or multiple roommates. Mainly because I've never been able to afford a place on my own. I've had some time recently to sit back and reminisce about some of my...interesting (that's definitely the word) roommates & my experiences.
In college there was dorm #1 which included myself and 3 other girls. There was the artsy roommate who was constantly "composing" music on her keyboard (constantly= till 3 am), the unfortunately unattractive roommate who was a drama major and tried to compensate her bad looks by acting and miming (yes, like mime in the box and all) and the third roommate who was well...we'll say...VERY friendly with the residents on the 1st floor of our building (the boys lived on the 1st floor). Just a side note: Roommate #3 was obsessed with this one guy who I had to hear about day in & day out. A few years later I ended up dating the same guy for 4 years. Who knew. After one semester the girls decided to gang up on me by saying they wanted another roommate. They said that they wanted someone who would hang out with them more. To this day I am pretty sure they were just jealous because I was the only one with a boyfriend. :) Anyways, I moved out and into dorm #2 which is a whole story in itself. To keep it short, I moved in with 3 hilarious black girls. I quickly learned how to install a weave, that those girls loved to sing traditional hymns very loud early in the morning, what a 900 square foot space smells like after someone boils collard greens, and the most important thing I learned...that the word "bootleg" isn't always a term describing an illegally recorded movie (that's what I thought it was). Nope, in dorm #2 "Bootleg" meant bad or disgusting. For example, someone might say... "Collard greens are bootleg." And then I would agree with them.
More to come... -M to the M
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Sweet Baby Sarah Michelle-Take 1
I had the pleasure of shooting newborn Sarah Michelle Rizzo. People who know me, know that I am not "into" babies. I don't like the way they smell, I don't enjoy thier coos, and I definitely would be fine with never seeing them spit up. I LOVE kids, just not babies. So, when my friend Phil asked me to take a few photos of his brand new baby girl, I hesitantly agreed. Because I love Phil & his wife Shannon so much, I thought "How bad could this baby be." Well, I was in for an unexpected surprise...I actually fell in love with little miss sweet Sarah. She is the sweetest and most peacful baby I have ever had the pleasure of photographing. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I'm ready to just dive in and have my own right now or anything, but she definetly made me think that my "baby phobia" may be slowely subsiding. As you can see in the first set of photos she is on her way to being a model. Oh Phil's gonna love that! More pics to come. 
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