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I need all of your help.

I am trying to find 3 words that describe my style. I have picked 7 of my favorite wedding images (which was a hard task in and of itself) and now I need to pinpoint how others view my style.

So please, PLEASE vote even if you're a random visitor who I don't know. Every vote is important in discovering how you all see my work. And, I love all of you who have come to my blog :)

After you've looked through the photos, you may vote at the end of the post. Please fill in 3 words, but only vote 1 time.

Liz

You may remember Liz from last August when I did a shoot for Elisa's bridal gowns. She was a saucy blond back then, but now she's a sexy brunette ;)

My friend Jamie inspired me to go to the Dream Mines from some pictures she took there a few weeks back. I'd seen it many times on my way to the sand dunes, but either I never had the time or the guts to go check it out. This place is incredible! It rests on a steep, rocky mountain. The structure is filled with a variety of graffiti and ruins. Poor Liz was wearing her cowboy boots to hike in which proved to be difficult and she didn't even fall! (I did, however, fall)

I couldn't resist stopping in Eureka for a few quick shots. I loved the Levi's mural and the Union Pacific train. We raced ahead to the sand dunes as the sun was almost ready to set. The wind was blowing fiercely by the time we arrived and it was only 50 degrees. Poor Liz was amazing and still looked fabulous despite the bone-chilling cold. I LOVE the added element of her hair blowing in the wind.

Thanks Liz for being up for anything! You are seriously gorgeous.

And, sorry there are so many images, it was so hard to narrow them down!

Friday Date Night

My sister and I were excited for our Friday night out with the boys. Grandma came too, which was nice because it gave me time to snap some awesome pics. These boys are a hoot!

Will loved to sit on the contraption where the balls come back up. According to my calculations, he sat there 87% of the time ;)

James didn't quite get the whole 'turn' thing. If he didn't want to bowl, we'd go for him, but then out of the blue he'd grab a ball (a 7 pound ball, mind you). He'd start walking to top of the lane saying 'heavy, heavy.' James was thrilled every time he threw the ball down -- he'd jump and cheer, never looking back at the ball :)

Will beat us all.