If there were 3 people that I would like to be trapped on a island with, it would be a group like the one that was in my home yesterday. What a treat to be around smart, interesting women that appreciated the work I have been doing.
The Washington Post photo shoot was yesterday. Jura, Tippi & Katherine arrived at the same time, took a tour of the house and decided which shots they would take. I sipped on a venti the my DH picked up for me and tried not to be in the way.
Exterior. Family room. Master bedroom. Reid’s room. Dining room. Family portrait. My portrait in a room of furniture. Detail shots.
The funniest parts of the day included corralling Ollie & Own to participate in a shot of the bedroom.
Reid was also fairly humorous when placed in front of the Union Jack dresser while the 4 of us urged him to look handsome.
Like motherhood, I’ve learned that there is no privacy in photo shoots. I loved Tippi’s honesty when discussing my boxy sweater and if it made me look too…boxy. And like the creative person she is, came up with a cleaver solution involving an over-sized paper clip that I just happened to have lying around.
Get ready, Fram, your beautiful painting is in a shot of the dining room! Something like this one, but better:
And Jura, since you are now Fiona’s BFF and the only person who can now put her down for her nap, we expect to see you for Thanksgiving
I’m truly grateful for the experience. Article schedule for February 9th.
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