I bought a new pair of sneakers, hastily threw together an all-black outfit, and photographed my first wedding of the season on Saturday. I took a little breather after family pictures at the church to take these on the edge of parking lot. 5 minutes of Self Portrait Therapy, and I was ready for wedding party pictures at the park and navigating Oshkosh's 3 million roundabouts. Ended the night with achy feet and jelly legs and slightly emotional after the parent dances, but also feeling on top of the world. When you feel like the work you're doing matters, it makes you try harder to become the person you've always wanted to be.
This is just the beginning.
Week 3/52
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