I've had a camera pointed at me a time or two throughout this life of mine. If you’re looking at this post (or any of these), you're like, duh. If you’re a Facebook friend of mine, it’s also pretty
obnoxious obvious that I don’t mind jumping in front of a camera, but for as often as I am in front of that camera, the amount of times another person has been behind it is embarrassingly low. Basically my proverbial soul is donezo because I have become master of the self-timer. This is a weird concept for just about everyone with the exception of maybe fashion bloggers and even they sometimes have professional photographers (or loving husbands) on hand. This photo shoot right here is kind of a big deal because it marks the first (or if you count this one, second) time a real life person took photos for me instead of the dynamic duo: me and my trusty tripod. We’re usually beeping, flashing and frantically running in front of each other before snapping away and seeing if it was even in focus and, oh wait, is that dog shit in the shot?!
Obviously people are puzzled by the impulse us
narcissists bloggers have to take photos of ourselves and I was entirely uncomfortable with the concept at first. It took me quite some time before sharing this weird little habit of mine with people that knew me in real life, but I soon came to stop caring because I realized I had no interest in blogs that didn’t have photos of the blogger. It’s not that I don’t appreciate beautiful landscapes or perfectly plated foodporn, but if I care about your life and what you have to say about just about anything, then I want to see your face. Selfie shaming be damned! That's not to say I won't zoom in on you with my fancy DSLR to capture your 45-minute selfie sesh on the beach while your adorable children and husband play, enjoy life and completely ignore your ridiculous behavior (that actually happened on this day). I digress.
The point is, if you notice a difference in my posture, facial expressions or even just the fact that these photos were taken out on the streets of Oakland instead of within the confines of my apartment, it's because someone volunteered to take over camera duties and make me smile for a while. Thanks, you. And now, for the subject you've been waiting for this whole time: this dress. You got to see a sneak peek here, but I felt like I couldn't do the Mint Julep Boutique justice until I took this baby out into the painted walls of my city. I'm in love, I'm in love, and I don't care who knows it! It's so comfy and perfect for doing things like stuffing my face with In-N-Out burgers or shoving pho down my throat--all things that have been done so far while wearing this dress.
I paired it with long, dangly dreamcatcher-esque earrings the first time around and opted for a long, fringey pouch necklace this time. These booties are from my DSW haul (Nicole) and I was skeptical at first, but now I'm smitten. They're ultra comfortable since there's barely a heel and they only kind of blend in with my skin color. If you don't live in California, however, I imagine this tunic would look splendid over leggings and substantial boots. Care to try it out yourself? Enter below for the chance to win a $25 credit to the Mint Julep Boutique!