Last weekend, we took a really fancy camera from the photography classroom at school and decided to take pictures of my dress with it. What we weren't expecting was the ridiculous amount of work it took to get these photos.
To start, when we arrived at the church, there was no parking, so we parked illegally and one of us had to stand by the car. Then when we finally got to Malcom X Park, the camera battery died. No big problem, we had a Tom Tom and we could find the nearest starbucks and charge up the battery for a little while. Wrong. Jane (the GPS Girl) told us that the nearest starbucks was in Annapolis. 34 miles away. Luckily, we drove two blocks down the street and there was a tiny starbucks on the corner. After charging up the battery, we took some pictures in an old chair by the bus stop and went back to Malcolm X. We got some pretty good photos despite the odd sightings of old women, creepy men playing frisbee and the occasional martial artists walking up stairs backwards.
Thanks to Zoe for modeling and Eirinn and Catalina for the photography.
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A stylish kid growing up in a city full of over-sized navy suits adorned with American flag pins. He has a strong belief that reading Vogue will get him further in life than reading his World History textbook. He has a strange ability to make clothes that set trends before you see them on the Bryant Park runways. He's inspired by everything from cupcakes to sea monsters, and he's always got new designs popping out of his head. More than anything, he wants to attend FIT in two years, and hopefully this blog can help him get there.