|Hers: Coat and Shift Dress, Old Navy. Necklace, Etsy. Ballet Flats, Shoemint. His: Sweater, H&M. Jeans, Old Navy. Coat, Gap. Shoes, Target.|
Andrew got in on the action this week. His office building is right down the street from our church, so I tried to convince him it would be a good idea to take pictures inside, where it was warm and where there's this awesome marble staircase. It was not to be. First, his student ID wouldn't open the door (he stopped being a student back in May), so we were standing there talking when the door flew open and one of his coworkers walked out! We were taken by surprise, to say the least. Our angst continued once we were inside (we weren't going to let someone open the door and not take advantage of it, after all)--every distant footstep caused my husband to jump with nervousness, and to jump up and down, begging me to leave. Lesson learned: do not attempt to use your husband's workplace, whereupon he may run into a colleague who could spy him male modeling, as a site for your photo shoots.
We did manage one good picture inside. The one of our feet was taken at the bottom of the staircase! We decided just to take our photos outside our house instead, which sounds normal, except that one of the stray cats who frequently roam our street (we have a cat-lady neighbor), we discovered, was quite camera hungry. You can see him below, in what I like to call the "Outtakes" section. Diva.