Zerlinna // Charleston Portrait Photography

I met Z the summer she got engaged. It was before I met Trey, so I remember asking her during a girls’ night how she knew Cameron was the one. I asked several people that question while growing up, but her answer was the only one that stuck with me, and affected the way I dated. See, Z is a GI nurse which makes discussing work over dinner a bit questionable, but God had His own plan in mind. The way she knew Cameron was the one: they were comfortable talking about poop together!

It’s been over two years since that girls’ night, and now Cameron and Z are happily married with baby Lucy only a few months away. Just wait until you see their adorable nursery!

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Charleston Maternity Photography

Charleston Maternity Photography

Charleston Maternity Photography

See how she’s cracking up? Yeah I’m hilarious ;-)

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Charleston Maternity Photography

Dang girl!!

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Charleston Maternity Photography

Charleston Maternity Photography

Charleston Maternity Photography

Charleston Maternity Photography

Z had one of the girls at church paint a beautiful Lion King mural over Lucy’s crib.

Charleston Maternity Photography

Charleston Maternity Photography

Charleston Maternity Photography

Lake Weekend

This weekend Trey and I took the dog and headed to Columbia. His grandparents have a little house on Lake Murray that they got back before Columbia expanded and made everything super expensive. Trey has stayed there countless times while we were dating/engaged, but this was the first time we got to go as a couple on vacation. We grilled out, taught Cole how to jump off the dock, and recovered from all of the swimming with back-to-back episodes of House Hunters. Basically it was perfect :-)

Amanda & Phil // Charleston Battery Photography

Amanda and Phillip moved to North Charleston while I was studying abroad in Germany last year. I remember Trey telling me that the Focus band had a new girl drummer, and I admit that I was picturing dyed hair and tattoos. You can understand, then, why I didn’t make the connection when I finally got to meet her and her husband ;-)

Amanda and Phillip I had such a great time with yall, and I really enjoyed getting to know you better. I hope you love the pictures!

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Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

When I asked them where they wanted to do the session, they jumped at the idea of the Charleston Battery because it was the first place they swing danced together after moving here from New York.

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Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Titanic!

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Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Phil wanted a picture with the Gatling Gun :-)

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Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Amanda was rocking some killer red heels so we gave them some special attention :-)

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Charleston Couples Photography

Driving

Recently people have been asking me about married life. It’s only been two months so I certainly can’t claim to be an expert, but I always reply with an enthusiastic “It’s awesome!”

Somehow that reply doesn’t seem to cover it, though. It’s like when the cashier at the grocery store asks how you are. She doesn’t want to hear that your kid just got a full ride to Harvard, but your dog died. She wants you to say “fine” and move along. So I do. But there’s still a part of me that wants to explain, at least in some small measure, why married life is awesome. This is why:

“Ok you’re going to take the next left and then just go straight for awhile.” I click off the phone’s screen and lay it in my lap. The old road is beautiful with moss-draped oaks lining both sides. The sun is low in front of us and makes the moss glow almost magically.
“How long are we on this road for again?” Oops. I am shaken from my admiration as I remember that I’m supposed to be navigating. I click the phone back on.
“Ummm…”
“What?”
“Ummm, we were supposed to turn right a little ways back. I’m sorry.”
“Seriously?”
“I was looking at the trees. Did you see how awesome that light was? I’m sorry.” I hang my head, but he just sighs and shakes his as he pulls a U-turn. I know that sigh well. It’s the patient one that says, “I’ll never understand you, but I can’t help loving you.”

The thermometer on the dash reads 110. The air conditioner gave out several miles back, and little beads of sweat are forming along his hairline before drawing lines down the side of his face. Traffic is converging into the right lane at the direction of big flashing signs. Gas. Break. Gas. Break. A green Civic drives by going 45 in the left lane, and I can see his frustration begin to boil. I flip on the radio and begin to rewrite the words to a Skillet song. Something about how to locate the gas peddle, what the signs with the big flashing arrows mean, and why rubbernecking is stupid, complete with screaming guitars and massive curly hair head banging. After a particularly impressive drum solo I turn to him and grin. He has his I’m-trying-not-to-smile-but-you’re-so-dang-cute face on, so I explain how I would be perfect in a rock band and demonstrate my head banging skills again. He cracks up. Victory.

 

Adventures in Cooking: Garlic

A few days ago I came across a recipe for pasta sauce that I really wanted to try. Most of the ingredients I was familiar with: canned tomatoes, olive oil, onions, etc, but it also said to use two cloves of garlic. The only kind of garlic I had used before came in a spice jar, so I wasn’t a 100% sure what I was looking for.

I wandered around the produce section for awhile until I finally asked one of the employees. She was kind enough to point me toward a small, out of the way stand, labeled “Garlic” which I stared at blankly. There were a few jars of minced garlic, a few jars of powdered garlic, and then a pile of these

Now these looked a little bigger than I thought a clove of garlic should be, but there wasn’t anything else around that looked promising, so I just figured I was wrong about the size, bought two, and headed home. Of course when I started to peel the garlic, I realized it was made up of smaller parts. Ohhhhh! Yeah, so hopefully garlic lasts a long time because I have more than plenty. And for anyone else out there who needed to know: you can’t buy a clove of garlic at the store, you can only buy a head which will have several cloves.

Stephanie // Riverfront Park Photography

Stephanie and I first met at Cool Beans, the hipper-than-Starbucks coffee shop near Carolina’s campus. She had recently moved to North Charleston after marrying my friend JC and transferred to USC to finish up her engineering degree. I was very excited to meet this girl who I’d heard so much about, and JC had not exaggerated. Stephanie is sweet and funny and shares my love of chai tea lattes!

Stephanie, I had a blast hanging out with you Tuesday morning! I hope you and JC love the pictures :-)

We started at Swamp Park near downtown North Charleston.

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Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

I told her to act like she loved the bush, so she gave it a hug. Apparently I need to work on my directions lol.

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Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Dang girl, look at those eyes!

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

After exploring Swamp Park, we decided to head over to Riverfront Park since it was just down the road.

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Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

The big boat is in the background because JC is in the Navy! Technically he works on submarines, but there weren’t any of those parked at the dock.

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Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Lens flare!! Just because I’m cool like that :-)

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Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Peek-a-boo!

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Charleston Portrait Photography

Glass Bottle Coke

Over the past couple of weeks Trey and I have pretty much quit buying soft drinks, partly because we’re trying to be more healthy and partly because they’re not good for our grocery budget. Last night was date night, however, and even though I had already bought everything we needed to make pizza together, I had to stop by the store on my way home to pick up some dog food. While I was there I decided to get a six pack of Coke in glass bottles because I know they’re Trey’s favorite. (His only request when we were planning our wedding was that we have glass bottle cokes at the reception :) ).

When I got home I hid the Cokes in our mini-fridge-doubling-as-a-nightstand and waited for the perfect moment to surprise Trey. He arrived shortly after me and it was obvious he had had a rough day. One of those universe turned against you, TPS reports aren’t right kind of days. We talked for a bit about what all had gone wrong, and started making pizza, but it was kind of a mopey affair. Finally we put the pizza in the oven and I told him that I’d gotten him a present. His interest perked up a little so I went and got the Cokes from the fridge. You should have seen the way his face lit up. It was the first smile I saw since he got home and it lasted for the rest of the evening. Who says you can’t buy happiness?

King Cole vs Ivan the Terrible

This past weekend Trey had Friday off for Independence Day, so we went to visit my parents in Georgia. Cole (our 5 month old lab monster) had already decided he loved Trey’s parents’ house (they live on a farm in the low country), but this weekend sealed it for him: he does not want to be an apartment dog.

At my parents’ house, Cole got to go canoeing for the first time, stay outside while we were at church, and visit the horse barn. It was at the horse barn where Cole met Ivan, a 6 month old German Shepherd. Go ahead and cue Queen’s Your My Best Friend.

They were perfectly matched and passed out at the same time. Now Trey wants another puppy to exercise Cole for us ;-)

Just before we left, Cole went over to say goodbye.

Christi // Azalea Park Photography

Christi and I met a couple of weeks ago when she came to visit our church. Christi loves photography and I do too ;-) so we decided to do a sunrise shoot. Unfortunately since she and her husband have just moved here from Florida and I’m a recent immigrant to the North Charleston area as well, we had no idea where to go. After a ton of internet research I discovered Azalea Park just down the road in Summerville. The brochure was beautiful! I texted the address to Christi and we planned to meet at six the next morning.

Except… it’s dark when you drive to a sunrise shoot. My eyesight isn’t great to begin with so trying to read street signs in the dark is nigh impossible. After a few frantic phone calls to Trey (“Should the Waffle House be on the left or the right?” “I don’t know…?” “Well can’t your phone tell you?” “I’m using my phone to talk to you.”) and a ton of circling, I somehow arrived at the park 15 minutes late. It turns out Christi was having similar issues, and since we came from opposite directions I was zero help to her. In the end our sunrise shoot became a happy morning light shoot, but now we know where that park is and that gas station ladies can be quite helpful :)

Christi, I had a blast with you! I hope you love the pictures, and we should definitely go back and explore some more now that we know where it is.

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Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

The one on the left is so Christi!

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Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography

We were on the way back from the park, when the light peaked through the clouds and turned this shopping center field into something amazing!

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Charleston Portrait Photography

Charleston Portrait Photography


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