It was probably around 40 degrees F when I took shelter under the architecture museum at Trocadéro, the morning light just peeking above the trees. A biting wind grazed my ankles, and I was trying not to shiver. Hannah arrived, a flowing pink skirt billowing under an olive coat that didn’t quite reach the knees, and I immediately felt warmer in my paper bag pants!
She and her husband Caleb are the sweetest, and I’m so thankful that we got to swap headshots on this chilly Paris morning. It’s also always such a treat to meet fellow photogs who share a style and vision. H&C, it was such a pleasure to start my week with you and learn more about your story!
Francophile; lover of ice cream, ballet flats, and skirts with pockets. Photographing light, life, and JOY in Paris with Cecil, my Rolleicord.