home is where the heart (and soul) is.

when i first stepped into baby's abode i was gobsmacked, by its character and warmth. it was a piece of her soul laid bare, in all its quirky and unique beauty. i already had a crush on her, and seeing her home and she in it, i knew i was going to fall in love with this lovely soul whose home and its tastefully kitsch furnishing reflected her sentimental attachment to the simple beauty of her childhood memories.

pieces of her:

it's like stepping into a time-machine, in a good grandma's home way!

and that is why i insist we capture parts of this in our wedding shots.