Yay! When Vané Broussard of the fabulous Brooklyn Bride contacted me to let me know she would be featuring my work from Sharon & Chris’ wedding, I was thrilled! It’s such an honor to be up on it’s wonderful pages alongside so many great photographers and to relive Sharon & Chris’ day once more. To see the post in its entirety written by Sharon, the lovely bride herself, click HERE.

Happy Monday, my friends! :)
I am not a model. Shocking, I know, friends, shocking. And, yes, although my jaw dropping walk where I trip over my own two feet on a surprisingly regular basis may seem entertainment enough to some, I’m definitely not destined to walk down the runway. I belong behind the camera, so I feel especially in awe of people who can just stand or walk with such grace and beauty. And, it seems almost incomprehensible to me that someone could do all of that so flawlessly in 20-something degree weather for the great NYC Photog Shootout where 75+ photographers showed up for a fun day of shooting.
If it were me, I’d have flat out refused – accepting only upon the condition that I could trot the streets of New York in my flannels, layered above layers of long johns & sweaters or better yet a fabulously chic snuggie. You know you love the image. Hot, right? Hot. Who wouldn’t want to photograph that? Ok, so seriously folks, I had such a blast shooting along side some other wonderful photographers and getting to know people in this great industry. But, I felt kind of guilty. I had just about every piece of winter clothing I owned on to prevent frost bite (I’m not overly dramatic at all here friends, obviously), and my facial expressions behind the camera must have resembled a stone wall, for I think at one point my eyeballs froze, but they took just rocked it out and were gorgeous.
A big thanks to Rob Nicholson and William Chang for setting up such a fun day. It was such a joy to be a part of – frigidness and all and I’m thrilled to be a part of the team. :)
When I first saw him, I knew I was in trouble. It was love. Love at first sight. Really, head over heels, fall on your face, butterflies in your stomach to the point of nausea L.O.V.E. That’s just the affect he had on me. Imm.ed.iate.ly.
The moment we simply worked and functioned flawlessly together without endless hours of frustration or my developing the desire to chuck him out the window, I knew I had found my match. I’m talking MAJOR compatibility here, and MAJOR points on the attractiveness scale.
Mr. Hallmark, I suppose I have you to thank, for it was you who drove me to him. It was your insisting that I could do better. Your pushing that he had so much more to offer than his counterpart. And, I have to admit, you were right.
Oh, Ira, my beloved iMAC, how I adore you. An avid PC user for all my life, you’ve changed me right to the core. I am no longer a technologically frustrated freak yelling at the inanimate object before me, hoping that my tears or the profuse beatings with my fists might encourage it to work. Without my begging, pleading, coaxing or returning hours later to see if it has decided to actually run without crashing, you, Ira, simply function. And, as a photographer, who spends many a hour in front of a computer, I am completely and unabashedly smitten.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010 KIDDOS
I realize that I might be ever so slightly biased, but, really, there’s no disputing it. Madelyn and Delaney are pure preciousness. I mean, really, look at these faces.
While we were in San Diego for the holidays, I took some 6 month portraits of sweet baby Maddy and a few of her equally adorable sister, Delaney. What a joy it was!
Here are a few that make me smile!
Last year, Mr. Hallmark and I missed Christmas in California. Being the traditionalist that I am, and finding comfort in familiarity, Mr. Hallmark knew it would be tough for me to miss so he tried to recreate the holidays for me at home. We got a real tree, eggnog, Bing Crosby, the whole nine yards. Our Christmas morning was spent enjoying cinnamon pastry while opening our stockings with a wee little 5 month old Sophie, who was thrilled over her latest toy treasures from Santa. We had a wonderful morning, but it didn’t feel like Christmas to me – it just felt like a lovely day playing dress up or staging a holiday with all the props necessary, but without all the characters. His family joined us for brunch and we talked and laughed over roasted red bell pepper soup and pesto, tomato, and fresh mozzarella paninis while Bing warmly serenated our meal. Thoughts of my family gathering together laughing and loud filled my mind throughout the day and I missed them and all their wonderful noise. We spent the rest of Christmas day the Jewish way: with Chinese and a movie. It was a really lovely day, and I adored being with people I love, but I missed my family, our traditions, and all the warm fuzzy feelings of Christmas.
This year, we flew to San Diego for the holidays, and warmed ourselves in delightfully sunny 60 degree weather. Actually, kind of a lie. Mr. Hallmark will attest that I found it quite chilly, but it was pleasantly warmer than New York City and I enjoyed taking morning strolls without wanting to flee indoors as quickly as possible and being free of my layers and wool coat. The best part though, of course, was the presence of my husband and family, all under the same roof. And, even though our Christmas’ have begun to change with our ever-growing family, the day is still filled with that same contagious joy and laughter that it did when I was a child, and a million amazing moments to remember with those I love and treasure most.
by maggie
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