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November 9, 2011

Kimberly Scott//San Antonio Bridal Portraits: Stephanie Salazaar

I love taking photos of women in dresses; especially wedding dresses. It’s like you can almost see the dreams they had as a child coming true in every photo. Weddings can be so hectic and often times, I don’t get enough time with the brides alone to get photos just for themselves.

Bridals give me the opportunity to let the bride enjoy being pretty without all the craziness a wedding can create. Stephanie wrote me about bridals and told be what look she wanted. From there, we met and tried to create what she had floating in her vision. She is an artist herself and had more of an artistic (rather than traditional) feel in mind I think we did a pretty good job of matching what she was thinking.

I loved her dress and the softness of her hairstyle. It all worked well with the sunlight and complimented the woodland backdrop. Her mother was along for the session as well and was a great help. I love when the moms can come a long and share in the experience; makes it that more special.

Now that she’s finally married…Here are some images from Stephanie’s shoot!!

CONGRATS Stephanie on your new marriage and thank you for allowing me to be a part of this chapter in your life:)

June 5, 2011

"Sometimes you gotta race Saturdays": Underwater fun

School is out, kids are home all day everyday… I spend my time floating between being so happy to see them more and dying for a small break from hearing “mom… MOMA… Mommy!” every 5 mins.

 

Yesterday I had so much work to finish and yet the kids kept asking if I would spend some time with them. Real time. Not just watching a movie or getting lunch… but fun time. The kinda time I miss as a grownup.

Of course it wouldn’t be right for us to have fun without taking photos of it all so I bought a cheap underwater camera and we took turns “guessing” where to shoot. These photos were my faves.

Although I had to work more today, it was worth it to take this time to let go. This is two weekends in a row that I have spent time in my swimsuit… I think I like it:)

On a separate note, I have been wanting something different for lulu’s room, but whatever I did had to go with her Hello Kitty stickers. I decided to do some art that matched the colors to balance the cartoon-like decor.

This is one of my favorite shots:

Happy Sunday friends!

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May 28, 2011

"Sometimes you gotta race" Saturdays.

Jonathan and I are big Dave Chappelle fans… thus the title of this post.I have decided to dedicate Saturdays to sharing a few ideas on living life to the fullest in those:

spur-the-moment-fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants-don’t-look-back-take-a-few-risks-without-worrying-about-what-others-think… kinda times.

Yesterday I got this awesome swimsuit from Modcloth. I just love wearing new things right when I get them (even if it makes no sense practically). I decided I wanted to wear it on our road trip traveling home to see my family.I mean why not right?I chose to wear it as a top. I threw a gray flowy skirt on over it and off we went. Half way through our trip, Jonathan makes a U-turn. I had no idea what he was thinking until we pulled into this old gas station.

Jonathan: “You are going to love me for this.”

Me: “Do you think we can take photos here?”

Jonathan: “You do your makeup and I’ll ask. I mean who cares.”

We had no idea if it was okay. I literally jumped out and we did a photoshoot in about 5 mins. There were people driving by and lots of stares (I am sure people thought we were crazy), but it was worth the experience.I am so happy he made me take the time to stop and do something I could have just passed on. It was a lot of fun and for a moment, I felt like I was back in time… to the era that I wished I had been born in.I hope to do more things like this on all the Saturdays in my future. Or on a Tuesday… whatever. With the universe screaming at me to live each day to the fullest, I am blessed to have been able to listen today. And eventhough most of our day was spent driving, listening to cheesy pop/80s rock… this 5 mins was the highlight of my day.

I dare you to do something random…Something scary…something liberating. Then come share it with me…please?:)

May 3, 2011

Kimmie by day… Kimberly by night.

I love my friends. My real ones. The ones I can be my complete self around and they support me, make me laugh, make fun of me. I love that status, money, or my ability to do something for them does not dictate their love for me. I love that we are all broken, ambitious, loving and imperfect. I love that my husband is one of those friends.

Last weekend my friend Wes Harlee had his CD release party and everyone came out for it. While I was waiting for Jonathan to meet me before the show, I met up with Chris and in true Kim and Chris fashion, we got bored and decided to take photos of each other in the street.

When I’m not working on client projects, a lot of my days go like this. Kimmie gets bored. Kimmie takes photos in random places.

My nights are much different. My nights (when the kids are at their dad’s house) are sometimes a little crazy. And by crazy, I mean the weekends are sometimes filled with catching local musician friends shows and hanging with friends where I spend most of my time telling random stories or talking too much due to lack of sleep. Do I make a habit of it, not usually but on occasion I think it’s great to get out and let your hair down.

Here is an example of my day/night last Friday:)
(Most of the night photos taken by Amber Rose McConnell who oddly didn’t make it IN to any of the photos;)

 

May 3, 2011

Kimmie by day… Kimberly by night.

I love my friends. My real ones. The ones I can be my complete self around and they support me, make me laugh, make fun of me. I love that status, money, or my ability to do something for them does not dictate their love for me. I love that we are all broken, ambitious, loving and imperfect. I love that my husband is one of those friends.

Last weekend my friend Wes Harlee had his CD release party and everyone came out for it. While I was waiting for Jonathan to meet me before the show, I met up with Chris and in true Kim and Chris fashion, we got bored and decided to take photos of each other in the street.

When I’m not working on client projects, a lot of my days go like this. Kimmie gets bored. Kimmie takes photos in random places.

My nights are much different. My nights (when the kids are at their dad’s house) are sometimes a little crazy. And by crazy, I mean the weekends are sometimes filled with catching local musician friends shows and hanging with friends where I spend most of my time telling random stories or talking too much due to lack of sleep. Do I make a habit of it, not usually but on occasion I think it’s great to get out and let your hair down.

Here is an example of my day/night last Friday:)
(Most of the night photos taken by Amber Rose McConnell who oddly didn’t make it IN to any of the photos;)

 

April 4, 2011

Artist Spotlight: Jason Ybarbo

I met Jason over a year ago when my friend Mack was shooting a music video for my friend Laura Marie. He does a bit of everything and I will let him explain more. Meet: Jason Ybarbo

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March 2, 2011

Good for her vs. Why not me?

I can’t even accurately tally how many times I’ve heard women friends of mine speak of how hard it is to find good female friends.

The words caddy, jealous and competitive come to mind. I try and think of a time in my own life when women did not feel the need to compete and I can’t find it.

Grade school was the worst for me…

The mean girls.
Being bullied because my family was poor.
Not understanding why I couldn’t be friends with everyone just because I lived in a trailor park.

I became good at adapting and adjusting. Eventually I got to the point where social status and money did not matter.

Or.so.I.thought.

Why is it impossible for us as women to support each other.
It shouldn’t be.

Why is it so hard for us to be happy for another woman when things turn out well for her
It shouldn’t be.

Why do we think “why not me?” instead of “good for her”?

Why can’t we help one another be the best we can be?
We can be.

Being women who inspire and support means more than just sharing quotes that are deep and written by someone else, more than just the half-hearted compliments we pay each other when we get news our friends dreams are coming true, more than the occasional “cute shoes, pretty profile pic and the ever so flat “oh cool.”

These are things we often times feel we must say, to be nice. Well nice isn’t always genuine.

I think it’s time as women we reach into that place where we love to tuck our insecurities away and give it a stir.

I think it’s time we look in the mirror, not to straighten our mascara, not to make sure we are the best dressed girl at the ball….but to see what part about ourselves we love and face the fears that house our insecurities. Grab them and hold onto them until we are able to naturally overcome them.

Overcome them when your best friend tells you she just got news of being featured in a magazine and you first instinct is jealousy.

Rather than allowing the usual response be one of a half-A attempt to say something nice and retreat back into the fear box, picture how happy you’d be in her shoes and take that positive energy to inspire yourself to do more.

Overcome them when you see others being more successful at something you are still struggling to do.

Use their example to excite you for the future; to give you hope that if dreams can come true for others, they can for you as well.

Overcome that age old feminine nature that tells us to judge other women because they are different than us.

Difference is necessary for inspiration, for progression, for us to challenge ourselves.

Overcome the mean girl in us who wants to gossip about things we truly do not understand.

It always comes back around and we all know what it’s like to be on the other side.

Overcome the insane idea that we must be the best at everything.

It’s not logical. It’s not healthy. It’s not possible.

As women, we should not only be supporting each other, but we should be giving a little grace as well. I want my daughter to understand the importance of lending a hand to her girlfriends, the importance of not judging things from the outside, the importance of surrounding herself with girls that love her.

I am inspired daily by the struggles and triumphs of the women around me. I could be jealous (and at times I am) of things they do and have happen to them. I could not care if they were successful. I could make assumptions about them when I have no clue what they are going through. I could, and I have, but I want to be different.

I want to do my best to help and share and accept.

My daughter will not be a good person just because I tell her to be. She will not be a hard worker if she believes beauty is the only way to get something. She will not trust anyone, if those close to her are not happy for her.

She will however be the product of what surrounds her.

“We” will be the products of what surrounds us.

I say we all work on what surrounds us;)

I would love to hear your thoughts… so leave me a comment or send me an email!

KS
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February 17, 2011

Trying to not bring my work home…as much.

 

So in this post I declared my New Years resolutions… or lack thereof. Being at the age of “almost 30″means I know myself pretty well and I just don’t follow through with empty promises of changing myself over the course of a year. I have always believed my life experiences will determine how I evolve and what I do or do not do when it comes to being a different person.

I do however believe in trying to better myself through goals. One of my goals for this year was to spend more time “disconnected”. Because I own two companies (both of which require a lot of online interaction) I am on my phone way too much and I find it hard to detach at times. Last year I decided to take times where I did not look at my emails and phone for an hour at a time during the day. Sometimes I am very good at it, other times, it’s work. But every time I do, I get a peace and a mini recharge.

Wednesday was an example of me trying to disconnect. I told Jonathan that when I got home in the afternoon, I wanted to ride our bikes to the park and read. Just me, him, a blanket, and a few random bugs mulling around.

In two years of having my bike, I had ridden it maybe 8 times.

Shameful. But I have made it a goal to ride more, read more and “disconnect” even more. A scary statement coming from someone who works in Social Media (a job that screams “stay connected”, but I believe it will make me a better person… better at retaining information on social trends, photo trends and perfecting my own craft of photography.

This is me trying.

1. Trying to listen to my husband without looking at my phone… so that I learn more about who he is, who he wants to be, who he wants me to be. Actually “hearing” him.

2. Trying to embrace the silence so I can hear myself. To hear the voice within more clearly so that I may know more about who I am, who I want to be, who I do not want to be.

3. Trying to learn how to lean on others a little more; not try taking on the world alone so much. Sharing my fears, my hopes and my past to connect with others.

4. Trying to let more light than darkness in. It can be so easy to embrace the negativity that surrounds me sometimes… my own judgements, insecurities, my own mistakes; I have to hold onto the positives.

5. Trying not to take EVERYTHING so serious; have fun even if there’s still work to do. To make life easier and less stressful to walk through…for myself and the ones I love.

We had a great time at the park, and although it was brief, it made me want to do it more. I believe I will too, because I don’t feel like I “have” to.

All of these photos were taken with Jonathan’s phone…seriously love that. And I am still loving using the Lo-Fi app (see my post on it HERE).

February 13, 2011

A year.

A year ago I was lost… But you found me.
A year ago I was tired… But you made me feel awake.
A year ago I didn’t believe in love… But you made me want to.

A year ago…

We met… Again.
We had a moment… Again.
We had a chance… For the first time.

A year ago…
I built a wall… You went around it.
I built a wall again… You knocked it down.
I tried to build it again… You helped me build my faith instead.

A year ago…
I was scared, bitter, hopeless and wandering.

A year later,

I am the happiest I have ever been because you are my husband.
I am who I want to be because you accept me.
I am always where I want to be as long as you are beside me.

A year from now,
I will still be that girl who says “Internet” weird, leaves my purse in the sink, forgets everything, looks at her phone too much.
And you’ll still be the boy I had a moment with… And then had it again and again.

Thank you for the best year of my life.

Love, Kimberly

February 6, 2011

Girls and sand and wind, oh my

“love builds up the broken wall and straightens the crooked path. love keeps the stars in the firmament and imposes rhythm on the ocean tides each of us is created of it and i suspect each of us was created for it”–Maya Angelou

i.love.the.beach. the sound of the ocean, the sand, the perfect sunlight… i would live there if i could. but I can’t, so I must settle for the next best thing and that’s living 2.5 hrs from the beach. last year I said I would go to the beach more this year… and so I am. trying anyway.a few weeks back I had a weekend where for the first time in months didn’t have a shoot scheduled. I decided going to the beach would be a great idea. Jonathan was touring north, east? somewhere in texas and I thought “what a great weekend for a girls day”.

How many of us always say “when I get time, I’m going to do something fun!” and yet that “time” never comes. We have kids, we have bills, we have jobs…

So.

Ashtin, Zel, Catherine and I all chose that we were going to do a beach shoot…in January…so we did.

I just wanted some time. Time to play, time to take pictures of whatever I wanted…time to hear myself think.

The drive there was a bit stressful but after getting lost a million times (i truly thought zel may give up if we said “make a U-turn” once more. I am glad we hung in there though.

We took photos with the wind, in the cold but it was worth it.

I got to know two lovely ladies more and it truly made me appreciate what a disservice we do to ourselves when we assume we understand who another person is based on some facebook statuses and twitter updates. We have no way of knowing what a person is going through while gazing through a computer screen.

This trip taught me that.

So thank you Zel and Ashtin. For listening to me talk (and gossip a bit), and share my opinion a million times, and share my fears and my mistakes….

And thank you for sharing a piece of you.

What have you been putting off because you don’t have time? I say you should do it now:)