With the weather the way it is, I thought I had to wait at least until April (maybe even May if April is constantly rainy) to be able to do photoshoots. But a number of things sort of just lined up together; the outfit that I happened to wear home from work, the too-big hat my mom had ordered online, and the weekend I chose to spend in Kingston. I spotted the hat hanging on a coat rack in my mom's room. When I asked her about it, she said it didn't fit too well so she hadn't really worn it. Knowing my head is a little bigger than hers, I tried it on, and was instantly transported back in time. With all the class of a Victorian gentleman, I swaggered my way downstairs and took up my rightful place on the throne- I mean, chair. #swag I swear I had this picture in my head long before this was taken -- it never ceases to make me so deliriously happy than to see on the camera what I've only seen before in my imagination. The Kingston house (doesn't it so...
“You don't make a photograph just with a camera. You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved.” ― Ansel Adams