On the other side of the camera

  Every now and then, a girl just has to get all glammed up and get some quality portraits of herself done. Thank you Rebekah for the amazing photos & thank you Natalia for making sure my make-up was flawless....a girl could get used to this type of treatment ;)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Still

  Nigerians of their generation aren't known for public displays of affection, but their love is communicated in thousands of different ways.

She cooks the foods only he loves, and he never forgets a birthday, holiday, or anniversary.

Today many would say their story is the stuff that dreams are made of.  I wish I'd known them when they first met: my dad, the popular playwright with swag in every inch of his afro, mustache and platform boots.  And then my mom, class and elegance echoing from her 70's sweaters, afro, and glasses.  Together on campus, they were quite the dashing pair.  And oh how I wish I had a photograph of them from that time period!

I didn't know them then, but I'm proud to know them now.

I love that they have their own private jokes, that they still lovingly serve one another, and that they still talk. That they are friends...still.

This past weekend, they celebrated another wedding anniversary.  Mom & Dad, here's to 32 more years & counting!

 

It's why I do what I do

It's for the dads and daughters

For the siblings

For the couples in love

For my solo stars

It's for the people, the faces, the stories, & the moments.