that blogger girl stance

Hello everyone. Just another Tuesday outfit post (who am I kidding - this is my first Tuesday outfit post)...

I was out and about on the streets of Portland today practicing my blogger girl stance. I don't think I quite have that 'looking-to-the-side-hand-tucking-hair-behind-ear-legs-crossed-at-the-ankles' position down yet. I really don't know how they do it.

Oh well. Maybe next time. 

sunglasses from céline, coat from mango, sweater from zara, jeans from asos, sneakers from vetements...just kidding...you know they're vans.

my first outfit post + uncomfortable face masks

Wow. So incredible. My first outfit post to this blog. I have so many people to thank for this. Me, for getting dressed. Joe, for taking these pictures. Me, for editing them. And me, for posting them. Never thought I would make it here. 

:)

Have you ever tried a bentonite clay mask? Joe (Joe is my husband in case you didn't know) and I do them sort of frequently. They are supposed be really good for sucking all the gunk out of your pores and making your face really smooth (we haven't noticed a lot of benefits tbh, but we like doing masks together). On the jar we have, it recommends that you mix the powdered clay with apple cider vinegar, but if you have sensitive skin, mix with water. We usually do some sort of half and half mix. This last time, we decided to use full power acv to get the "full effect" or the "best results". We mixed it up, put the mask on, and reclined in bed to watch a show (The Great British Bake Off) on our laptop. Our eyes start to WATER. We are both crying and having to close our eyes for 30 seconds at a time to rest them. I look over at Joe, and his eyes are totally red and bloodshot. At this point we are laughing and crying and asking each if it's time to wash off the mask yet. 

Was it worth it? Nah, but we'll probably do it again ;)

coat and boots from urban outfitters, pants from need supply co, striped shirt from scotch & soda, bag from abarrotes delirio.

I want to do that

Recently I’ve been feeling really sad and depressed because I’m overwhelmed by the number of things I want to do and hobbies I want to start, and I’m afraid I’ll never do anything about them. Mainly overwhelmed and scared because I know how long it takes to cultivate a talent or grow a business and I'M LAZY. But saying, “that’s going to take forever to see actual results” or “I’ll never get a big enough audience to care” or “It’ll take years for me to be good at that!” are just excuses.

So anyways, I recognize that I’m giving lots of excuses, and I don’t want to be that person. So in this moment (who knows how long it’ll last – that’s why I need to document this NOW), I don’t want to give any more excuses. I want to be like “I WANT TO DO THAT!” and then do it.

(I want to start a blog)

(I want to write more)

(I want to start a personal instagram account)

(I want to travel)

(I want to go to _________ Fashion Week)

(I want to plan more editorials)

(I want to learn how to sew)

(I want to learn a few languages)

(I want to exercise more)

(I want to not care)

Hold me accountable, dear blog. Let all that I write and share be used to guilt me later when I’m lazy. Amen.

earrings by urban outfitters -- the perfect hoops for people with gauges that won't close ;)

fall two thousand sixteen

Fall 2016 in black and white film.

My sister came to visit, we did a lot of hiking, sat outside and ate food, motorcycled, and went to NYC for the first time to scope out the fashion photography scene. 

mexico

Mexico was one of my favorite trips ever. Our friends and us decided that we wanted to take a trip in during the winter, and we each had to make a presentation to convince the others of our destination. Sara picked Hawaii, Joe and I merged and chose Peru, and Phil chose Mexico. After Phil's presentation literally left me in tears of excitement (true story), we all chose Mexico.

Luckily Phil and I each could speak a little Spanish because we actually needed it. We stay in an adorable Airbnb in Mexico City in the neighborhood Roma Norte (go). Every morning we were awoken by a man walking by and shouting a crescendoing cry (which we still call out to each other here at home). We had some amazing flautas and tacos from just across the street and learned out to order coffees with whole milk to go in Spanish. Un café moca con leche entero para llevar por favor (hopefully this is actually correct).

We took an uber 30 minutes south of the city to ride in those boats you saw in the first photos. Our uber driver started following a dude on a moped, and we got kinda scared. Turns out the guy was just leading the driver to his boat crew so he could get a cut of the money. We had to haggle the guy for a good price, and then we had to convince our boat gondolier that he was taking us back a half an hour early - all in Spanish. It was an adventure.

We then took a plane down to Mérida and then drove to the ocean. We saw ruins and old Spanish settlements. There were many adventures along the way, but I'm sick of typing now :)

hello

Hello. “I’m starting a blog” sounds so last year (a few years ago), but I’m starting a blog. Hello, this is me. I’m Katie, and I live in Portland Oregon. I’m a fashion photographer with my husband, Joe. Recently I’ve been missing blogging/writing, so I'm creating an outlet (yay). 

In this blog you will find fashion, skincare, etc., things I like, weird stories, sarcasm, and my opinions selfishly shared. It's going to be a great time.

jacket: h&m, blouse: madewell, boots: urban outfitters, pants and bag: vintage, peace sign: idontknowwhattodowithmyhands.com