Do. Not. Forget. To. Play. On. Your. Wedding. Day. 
Was sifting through my photo archives collecting older interior work to add to my portfolio and came across these photos from a trip to New Orleans 2 years ago. We were lucky enough to stay in this GEM of a house just a few months after it had been purchased by a new owner as a rental property. The day I booked this house for our group trip, I researched as much as I could find on its history. It was built in the 1830s. 😳🤯 During the 1920s and 30s, this house was used as a veterinary office, a flophouse and a brothel (was really hoping for some fun ghost experiences🤞🏼but.. nope). It was abandoned for nearly 60 years and miraculously survived Hurricane Katrina. At some point, she was restored close to her original 1830s state (they did an amazing job). Now she’s absolutely glowing and welcoming travelers to the Lower Garden District. 10/10 would stay here again. 12/10 would move in. 😍 
Caroline, moments before Mrs. Dress @radiantbridecle Hair & Makeup @localkolorstudio Venue @mooreland_mansion 
Struggled way too hard on making a “quick and easy” reel to show how I auto-straighten my photos in Lightroom. May or may not be doing more of those. TBD. But probably no. You can at least be very grateful l didn’t make you suffer through watching me point at word bubbles. 🤷🏻♀️ Enjoy this spectacular kitchen with beautiful lines of sight by @brightwaterdesign and @thebeardgroup 😍💙🧡✨ 
Literally ALL they wanted for their engagement session was snow. And it shows. 😂❄️ Loved this snowy session with these two. 
My goal for this year was to photograph more interiors. We’re off to a strong start. 💪🏼💙 I considered studying interior design in college (just like every other teenage girl 🤣), but I went for social work instead. I’ll never forget pissing off all my social work professors my junior year when I decided to take Intro to Interior Design as an elective instead of taking an Addictions course like the rest of my peers. To my own surprise, I was top student in my design class. At the end of the semester, my sweetheart of an instructor asked if I wanted to switch majors. 🥴😆 Not gonna lie, I considered it. I remember feeling at the time that a change in my major would be sooo embarrassing. I was afraid of looking confused and indecisive. Crazy to think back on how often I allowed that kind of thinking *fear* to dictate my life choices… my life. (Also crazy to think about how we expect young adults to choose a career path and stick to it. But that’s a tired rant for another day.) I guess what I’m trying to say here is don’t be afraid to switch things up. 🤍 📸 work for @theyoungteamrealestate