People on a Bed

The bodies we try so hard to perfect. The bodies with stretch marks from that time we started birth control and gained weight in places we were told not to. The scars that happened on accident, and the tattoos we wanted for a purpose. The bodies that hug, house love, hurt, kiss people and kiss animals. These bodies. Ours. 

"And I said to my body. softly. 'I want to be your friend.' It took a long breath. and replied, 'I have been waiting my whole life for this.'" 

Angie & Matt

I got to meet this adventurous couple the other night. What's crazy is that we almost had to cancel due to the  summer evening storms Denver has been experiencing the last few weeks. I'd blink and the sky in front of me would change in an instant. Whites, grays, blues, and an orange sunset left no room for disappointment. Cheers to love. 

Monument Valley

We're funny girls. We set out to camp the desert in June, where days are long, 100 degrees, and for some reason we thought there would be a way to cool off. I even brought my hammock...

Did I think I would find evergreens to sway from? I'm not sure. Point is we learned that the only thing we wanted to eat was ice, not the burritos Kathleen brought to cook hot over the fire. Even the tequila we brought warmed our insides a little too much for us to enjoy. 

We used expletives multiple times during dust storms, used our precious water to feed sheep we thought were dehydrated, and questioned... everything. 

Nonetheless, we had a damn ball. 


After travel after travel and visitors, and life... I'm getting around to the thousands of photos I've taken for family, friends, personal pleasure, and local brands here in Denver. 

Carly is one of the most genuine people I've met and I'm excited to be able to work with her in the future! Check out her blog here 


Saturday morning came around. We didn't have plans and we didn't want any either. Grabbing Oti, we decided to drive south until we wanted to stop. The weather changed back and forth from bright sunny skies to dark rainy mists every 10 minutes. We let I-25 take us to Trinidad, CO, where we grabbed beer at the only brewery in town, ate dinner at Rino's, the Italian restaurant where waiters sing love songs during your meal (?), and then drove to chase the sun melt into the Rockies. Accidental fun in the places you'd least expect it.