|December 4, 2010|
I < 3 NYC. I don't care how cliche it is to say so because this city is my favorite. I spent one day there back in December of 2010 and found that it was everything I hoped it would be. I think about it almost constantly this time of year.
Aside from the occasional crop, slight adjustment, or a quick black and white or sepia toned filter, I don't edit my photos. What you see is straight from the camera. It's amazing what people can accomplish with photo editing software (I'm looking at you, Amy and Rach), but I just don't do it. When people talk about alllll the time they spend editing, I can't sympathize because I honestly have no idea as to where to even begin.
I think of "my style" as preppy/classic. The truth is, if you stopped by my house on any given day you would find me in jeans and a tshirt OR some kind of horribly tacky pants that are super comfy and a tshirt. The ensemble will always match, but you may cringe at the sight.
I know what people drive. In our old town, my Mom and I used to play this game where I would try to guess who was going to be in the grocery store based on the cars in the parking lot. I was SURE this would be a hopeless cause in our new city, but I've already started saying, "That was so and so." OR "Oh! So and so is in that store over there." When I see certain cars, I still think of the people that drove the same one in my old town and get excited for a split second before I remember that it's not theirs and that it can't be theirs.
I went to public school until I was in 8th grade. I was homeschooled from that point on and dream of homeschooling my own children someday, should I have them. I love talking education. Veteran teachers (homeschooling or otherwise) are some of my favorite people to talk to.
What don't I know about you?