Our first morning in DC we headed to the National Mall at 9am and had some time to walk around before the museums were open. It was nice and quiet at that time in the morning!
We could have stayed in DC for a month and still have places to visit. I planned our three days there a week in advance, with everything scheduled to the hour.
The first museum our list was the National Gallery of Art, and we broke the itinerary. We stayed for thee hours and still felt rushed. The museum is absolutely incredible! The collection is amazing, and the way everything is assembled is incredible. This is the first time I’ve gone through a museum and felt like I got a thorough walk through history and artistic development. And the architecture of the building, designs of the rooms, and layout of the art… just… wow. Every time I turned around the view of the next room took my breath away. So, so beautiful.
Next up: The National Museum of Natural History, followed by the Museum of American History (though I didn’t take any photos there)
We spent the rest of the day at the memorials around the Mall before heading to our hotel and changing for dinner. It was a lot of walking. We should have rented bikes!
Joseph and I took a wonderful vacation to Washington DC last week. Before I finish sorting through the hundreds of photos I took, I just have to share my favorite stop on the trip, the Library of Congress.
I was really excited for the visit due to my background in working with special collections. But once I walked into the building I was completely blown away by something different entirely–it is breathtakingly beautiful!
Below, two photos of of the reading room itself. I can’t imagine doing research in such an incredible space!
In 1992, my parents got the opportunity to work in Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates. So they packed up us four kids–ranging from 14 years to six weeks old–and took us to Abu Dhabi for two years. I grew from four years old to six during the time we were there.
They were a great years. We have a ton of photos which are made even better by what a great photographer my father is! Seriously, aren’t these photos wonderful? I’m excited to share more photos my dad took when I was a kid.
First up, adventures with camels on the side of the road. Brian is 10, I’m 14, and Tori is three months old.
I love this photo because my mom looks great, and the way it’s framed is so similar to my photography style!
We became life-long friends with a family of Canadian expats. The adults were great friends, as were we with their two children, Conlan and Lena-Joy. We visited each other a few times after moving back to the US and Canada, and I got to meet up with Lena-Joy a few years ago when she traveled through Venice!
In this photo, my dad was egging on a camel–they were hissing and spitting at each other.
I’m leaving you with a photo that would probably embarrass most people. But my dad is not one to be embarrassed easily.
This photo is so quintessentially 90’s, and he kind of reminds me of Homer Simpson in the episode where he gets a job working from home and starts wearing a muumuu. My dad never worked from home, but he did wear this almost every day for 20 years.
I love long hair and wish more than anything mine would grow out to my waist and make me look like a mermaid. But that is never going to happen. My hair doesn’t grow long, and curly hair is damaged so easily that by the time it gets past my shoulders it really should be cut off.
I’ve been itching to cut my hair short for months, and finally did it a few weeks ago. My final inspiration was Morello from Orange is the New Black, played by Yael Stone.
I don’t think I’m ever growing my hair long again. This feels so much better! I love not having hair on the back of my neck, though not being able to pull it back in a ponytail will take some getting used to.
I got these glasses–“Romy” by Kate Spade–a few months ago and haven’t worn my contacts even once since. I’m a short-haired glasses-wearer for life now, I think.
I love the back! This cut was done by Loni at Salon Purple in Fort Worth.
A couple Instagram pictures, including my new bunny sweater from Target. I can’t wait until the weather is cool enough to wear it! Since I’m in Texas, it will be a few months :(
A couple weeks ago when my parents visited for graduation, they brought a box of photos for me to digitize. Among my family’s photos from the early 1990s was an envelope of film my grandfather had developed… on June 17, 1957.
The prints were no longer in the envelope, but that was okay. I got the photo scanner last month so that I can develop and scan my own film–specifically, 120 film run through a 1943 Brownie Hawkeye, a very similar camera to the one my grandfather seems to have used. Waiting for each filmstrip to develop was so exciting, and I can’t even begin to explain how it feels to have brought these pictures to life again.
Below are pictures my grandfather took at a picnic in the summer of 1957.
The beautiful woman below is my grandmother, Ruby.
And a couple extra photos. These prints were in the envelope, though they weren’t part of the roll shot on that day. The first photo is of one of my grandmother’s uncles, who raised her during the Great Depression. I think this photo is incredible; the man’s expression and body language makes him so endearing.
Last, my great-great-grandparents. There’s something really special in these old formal portraits.