Most days outfit photos take a matter of minutes to snap, but yesterday was another story. Everything seemed off somehow: the angles, the setting, the lighting, the composition. My hair was flipping out weirdly at the ends. The area we were shooting in was very high-traffic, so we constantly had to wait for people to move out of frame before proceeding and I felt awkwardly self-conscious the entire time.
My original outfit—a chambray shirt unbuttoned and layered over the white paisley tee but under the black blazer—felt bulky and photographed like a giant square. I shed the chambray shirt for these shots. Afterward, I changed into just the chambray shirt in a nearby restroom and put on hand warmers because by then, it was too cold to wear just the tee and blazer. Then I found I actually liked the latter outfit better, but I was too sick of the photo ordeal to do it again. We made a pit stop for coffee and walked back to the boy's car—and found a parking ticket on the dash.
A lot of minor annoyances, yes, but in the end it's all about perspective, no? We're lucky to be living in such a mild climate that I can go out in a tee and blazer (albeit with a thermal tank underneath), sans socks, and not risk catching pneumonia. I'm lucky to have a fiancé who's patient and supportive enough to take these photos. And I'm very lucky and grateful to have you guys as readers.
Here's to keeping that positive perspective intact as we plunge into the week ahead. Happy Monday!