pray for moore

shirt/shorts/tights: forever 21 // boots: target





I don't know. I don't really feel right posting this now, but I have to write something and have people be aware of what's going on. (Please just ignore my smiling face in these pictures because they are not an accurate representation of how I'm feeling right now.) In light of my hometown in Oklahoma being destroyed, something like blogging about my outfits seems worthless. My heart absolutely breaks for my friends and everyone affected. I can't even believe it. I can't believe all the footage. I can't believe the pictures that my friends are posting, pictures with playground swings destroyed ... swings just blocks from my house that I used to swing on ... the theater that I watched so many movies in ... homes that I drove by, stores that I shopped at, parks I used to play at ... I can't even believe it. We still don't know if our old house is okay or if the renters are alive. I'm in a state of shock and I don't even know how I'm supposed to continue on with daily life.

I was there for the May 3 tornado of 1999 and it (and all tornadoes I've been through) are really the scariest things ever. I used to have awful nightmares about tornadoes. Part of me loves the beauty of them and the exhilaration when chasing after them, pretending to be storm chasers. But the devastation, all the loss ... gosh, I don't even know what to say.

I wish more than anything that I could be there and help.

pray for moore.

Please please pray for the city of Moore, Oklahoma. I'm sure you've heard the news by now. They were hit with an F4 tornado a mile wide and at least 50 people are dead so far. Moore was my home. My first house that I spent my preschool through first grade years is completely destroyed, and the house that I spent five years in is either okay but has damage, or is destroyed. We can't get ahold of the tenants that live there now, and whether or not it's okay is by a few blocks. We're just not sure right now. Some friends and family are okay, some we don't know about. It's so weird watching the news and seeing the helicopters fly over places I used to drive by or hang out at. It's now all a pile of debris. There's nothing left.

It's one thing when a natural disaster happens somewhere else in the world, but it's another thing when it happens where so much of your life took place. I just want to cry or jump on a plane and go help. I want to do that more than anything and I wish I was there. The news has been on constantly at our house and my facebook has been exploding with concerns, photos, videos, people trying to contact their friends and family ... it's terrifying. Please pray.

summer dreaming

dress/belt: thrifted // scarf: from Matt // leggings: forever 21 // boots: gift




It was just beginning to feel like summer when I spent all night frolfing, driving around, and hanging out with people, but now it doesn't even feel remotely like that. Especially since we got another snowstorm. Well, we officially broke the record for longest winter ever recorded, so Alaska has no more excuses. The weather report says it's supposed to be up to 65 degrees by Friday, so I can only hope.

What I'm really hoping for is it to be warm when Matt gets home (only one week left!), because with him here I really think it will actually feel like summer. Our whole group of friends will finally be complete, so I'm hoping for much frolfing, video game playing, and general schenanigans. And with Matt, laying out in the grass, taking fun day trips to places while singing at the top of our lungs, going to the arcade and hitting the jackpot on the thunder game, or even just having dinner and family game night at my house ... man, summer please come soon!




But for now, it's back to work. I'm officially selling my photos via arcangel images, which I'm very excited about. I signed a three year contract a couple weeks ago and had my first batch of images accepted. I'm still working on keywording everything (which is a lot more time consuming than it seems) and verifying my model releases, but hopefully that will be done in the next few weeks. Until then, if you happen to be a book publisher or magazine editor, you should buy one of my photos!





Have a great Monday everyone!

my week in instagram #44, 45, 46

laying outside with friends // sunny days in Oregon // the dorm room being overrun with boxes // triple "s" award // my roommate pretending to be me // last darkroom print of the semester // first dutch bros // my favorite stretch of road // graffiti to commemorate our first year // finally back in Alaska // back of camera preview for a magazine // filing old Iditarod film slides // getting ready for spring // superman kitty // baby sled dog puppy // watching my boss take photos of Martin Buser and fans

Since getting out of college I kind of fell behind on my weekly instagram posts, so here are some of the highlights of the past few weeks. You can always follow my adventures @impulsings but since being back in Alaska they've been kind of slow thanks to poor reception. Good ol' cell phone coverage.

Have a great day everyone!