The Kindness of Friends

People always ask me “Who’s your photographer?”, “Who takes your photos everyday?”. I simply reply, “My favorite bun-head, Erica.”

She’s sassy, she’s fierce, has perfectly trimmed bangs,  has the kindest heart, and is loyal to the bone. We share a love of good coffee, sweets, a good salad, getting our fitness on, Broadway shows, and Beyonce ( duh ). She never complains about being my photographer, in fact, I think she enjoys a break away from the monotony of office life.

This day was a particularly warm day in December, so I opted for a short, leggy dress. I thought this was too short for work, Erica just said, “Work those legs guuuurrrl.” I think she approved. Breaking away for 15 minutes from the office, we took a stroll outside to our friendly hipster neighborhood, had some good laughs and took some of my favorite photos of Dressember.

Enjoy!


*Thank you for the photos. Thank you Erica for your talent. Thank you for your friendship. Thank you for your love. OKkkkrrr!

E and P


 

 

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4:17pm

For those who have office jobs, you might be able to relate to this. By the time its 4:00pm, I’m pretty much tired of staring at a computer screen all day and either my head, back, or soul hurt. So what do you do when you’re almost done with the work day but not really? …You take a break and walk outside.

4:17pm is my favorite time of the work day.   4:17pm is really specific but through trial and error, I’ve learned that this the time of day when God dazzles us with the very best of nature’s beauty. I purposely take a break around this time every day and walk to Echo Park Lake. This park was recently re-opened and aside from providing a green and open space for this community, it has brought happiness to my soul.

Most days, around 4:17pm, I walk to the lake to get some fresh air and see the radiant and vibrant sun retrieve for the day, leaving a trail of soft rose, variations of orange, spatters of fierce red, and tints of blue-violet enveloping the evening sky. There is something so ethereal about a sunset…and most importantly peaceful. At that time you see your brisk-walkers, fast-walkers, dog-walkers, joggers, picnic-ers, people-watchers, young and old, friends, and lovers, enjoying the amenities this urban oasis has to offer. What’s funny is that I’ve learned to recognize some regulars, like the elderly Asian couple that sit on the north west corner of the lake in silence staring at passerby’s, or the guy that has solo saxophone jazz sessions every Friday afternoon. He’s my favorite mainly because I like to think he’s dedicating those songs to me. Breaks like that make me remember that there is life outside of my four office walls and that I need to live it.

“Live life”, a friend recently told me.

I couldn’t have said it better myself.

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This was supposed to be a short post, just a sentence or two about the photos, mainly because it’s almost 1am and I’m sleepy. But I felt like I needed to provide more context to these photos, so I let myself type.

Enjoy!

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I love this photo so much. You have no idea.

I love this photo so much. You have no idea.

Peaking through.

Peaking through.

Blurred Lines

Blurred Lines

Green Neck and Bubble Butt Duck Butt

Dream in the Horizon [Office Photo]

Dream in the Horizon [Office Photo]

Sunset on Sunset. // Dream Center

Sunset on Sunset.
// Dream Center

Sunset on Glendale...

Sunset on Glendale // Mountains

The corner

Corner Spot [Office Photo]

Lonely Star

Lone Star [Office Photo]

Proud Angeleno

Hey White Dress Lady!

There are mornings where I can’t decide what to wear. It’s not that I don’t have enough clothes, that’s DEFINITELY not the problem. But sometimes I over think it. I over analyze every detail about an outfit, trying to create some thing unique and beautiful by meshing two or three articles of clothing together; allowing my imagination to run wild. This sometimes (no, more like all the time… meaning more like every single day) makes me late to work. Through one of those erratic, anxiety-inducing, you’re-running-out-of-time (like this is a race), just-pick-something type of recurring episodes in my life, I remembered that  simplicity is the greatest form of sophistication. Now, whenever I have a morning where I get too caught up in my head, I return to this,

Simplicity is the greatest form of sophistication

Yesterday was one of those days. So, as I was tornado-ing through my closet, I remembered that phrase and decided to take my own advice and keep it classically simple.

*I added a green belt to my outfit for a pop of color. Just because I can and I did*

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Can I just mention how much I love this building’s color scheme!? Can someone guess what building this is? Hint(s): The  area of Los Angeles in which this building is located is sometimes called an up-and-coming “hipsterville”. And please make note that it was rather brite outside, the day this photo was taken…