Paris Rock the Dress~

I have spent hours, talking my brides into taking those one of a kind images so politely named... "Rock the Dress". I have painted my brides, poured motor oil over them, had them run through the mud. But to date, I have yet to be able to recreate that amazing image of Ophelia. I know-I know... she is dead. But the haunting image of her floating in the pond, arms stretched towards her side and this peaceful expression on her face. I always longed to do this shot but never had the chance.
Now, it was my turn... and I became so nervous!
Little did I ever imagine that it would be me actually floating in the water one day. I must go into sales in the after life because I know now first hand that its not an easy sell. It surely was not an easy sell to get me to walk into that green moss filled pond in front of the museum atop the hill just overlooking the Eiffel Tower. It was cold, green, and yes... wet. That dress was heavy, and the green moss stuck to it everywhere... but the images captured by Mr. Clayton Austin are unimaginable!!!!! They are just what I had always dreamed of... and the fact that its me lying there makes it even more fabulous!
Thank you Clayton for talking me into that one of a kind shoot! I was so scared, but you made it all SO worth my while! And, I love that Eric also got in that pond with me. Not many grooms would drench a designer suit to get "the shot".
Here is that amazing image... taken by Clayton Austin of Clayton Austin Love Stories.

Paris... a black and white chronicle~

Paris in winter... fall or spring for that matter, I'll take each and every season in this city~
It was an extremely romantic destination, as Eric and I traveled 3 hours into France to celebrate the ringing in of 2010, destined to be a fabulous year!!!
It was beautifully gray, with clouds of white and buildings of faint camel color lining the streets of the city of lights. With its Les Champs Elysee, Moulin Rouge, Eiffel Tower, and Louve, it was an amazingly beautiful site. Despite the frigid weather, we managed to stroll the streets until our feet could take no more and the warmth of a cafe' called our names. Escargot, creme brulee', lamb filets, and more and more creme brulee'... that was my diet for 3 delicious days and nights. It was not un-usual for us to take an evening trek to the corner market to find ourselves overwhelmed with wine and cheese choices that would make anyone cry with delight.
Our hotel room, though slightly cramped, was worth the find as we found ourselves within a short walking distance to the Eiffel Tower where we did spend the eve of the New Year amongst hundreds of others crazy, cold people. Unfortunately, we never did check the reports, assuming that this year it would be one of magnificent fire works... only to see a small light show as those fire works were down on the Elysee. So sad indeed!
So, here are just a few images of the markets in front of our hotel and the beautiful Eiffel Tower... all in rose black and white. My personal favorite style...