My Paris Photoshoot

In May, I was 22, in Paris, without a care in the world  and decided to do something very out of character for myself. I had a photographer take my pictures.
It was the words of one of my favorite bloggers,  Lauren Knight AKA Aspiring Kennedy, that ultimately  pushed me to do this photoshoot, as she had done. To sum it up, she said, "WHY WOULD YOU NOT HAVE HER TAKE PICTURES OF YOU WHEN YOU COME TO PARIS??" (her being Stacy Reeves, the photographer that had taken photos of her and would  end up taking photos of me)
So, despite feeling awkward and hesitant, I emailed Stacy and set up an 8 AM session with her.  This was the result:

Was it slightly awkward and over-the-top? Yes. But as I sit here in broken-in jeans, with messy hair and no makeup on (my usual state of being) looking at these photos makes me feel a little bit more glamorous.
I'll have these photos for the rest of my life and be able to look at them and remember the time when I was in 22,  in Paris, without a care in the world.