Well that was an unintentional 5 day break. Please forgive me? B and I left town last Friday for Houston (in Texas terms a 4.5 hour drive, in everyone else terms about 300 miles) to shoot this little lady's wedding. And by little lady, I mean that I could strap her to my body using a baby bjorn because she's that petite. (Also, she wouldn't let me.) It was one of those weddings that by the end of it, I thought it was my wedding. Sadly, no one took my garter off to toss to the single gentlemen of the crowd.
But here I am back to business today. Stripes mean business, so you know I'm serious.
