Alexis + Clay

Presented to her was a large box, pristinely wrapped in celebration of her birthday. Carefully tucked away inside was a photo of the island. Not just any island...O'ahu. Clay had successfully surprised his adventure loving wife with her first trip to Hawaii, a place he himself had been itching to get back to.

So they hopped on a plane in Indiana, just the two of them (and her slew of cameras, duh), booked the luxurious hotel featured on Forgetting Sarah Marshall and promptly had an umbrella in their drink (or in Alexis' case, an ice cream cone). Prepped for Hawai'i with endless loops of Hawai'i 5-0, Alexis of Life By Lex Photography new she wanted to take advantage of the lush landscape around Turtle Bay and took their turn being in front of the camera for a change.

Alexis and Clay, our short and sweet session was not enough time to spend with you guys, I could have spent the week together! The sparkle in your eye, excitement in your voice and passion for spending quality time with one another was dazzling to witness. I am so happy I got to document snippets of your travels together, here's to a lifetime filled with wanderlust.  xo

Turtle Bay Oahu Hawaii Couple's Photo
Turtle Bay Oahu Hawaii Couple's Photo
Turtle Bay Oahu Hawaii Couple's Photo
Turtle Bay Oahu Hawaii Couple's Photo
Turtle Bay Oahu Hawaii Couple's Photo
Turtle Bay Oahu Hawaii Couple's Photo
Turtle Bay Oahu Hawaii Couple's Photo
Turtle Bay Oahu Hawaii Couple's Photo
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Career Day

I pulled away from the campus, having worked a day talking and teaching, full of adrenaline, excitement and passion. "I LOVED it! It was so great, I'm totally meant to share and teach!" I called my mom to elaborate on sharing at Waianae Intermediate's career day several months ago. Yes, career day. When asked I jumped at the opportunity to indulge in my job as a wedding photographer to 4 groups of middle schoolers. I meticulously designed a slideshow, devised a makeshift instax photo booth and went all out creating a promo video in hopes it would peek their interest.

Glaring deep into the glow of my laptop late the night before Marshall admittedly became frustrated. "I think you're taking this too seriously" he declared, annoyed I was putting so much energy into a presentation. But to me, this was everything. A chance to share my photography story that brought me full circle from Makaha and back, how I taught myself the trade (twice!), how I learned a business in a new state that may as well be a foreign country and how I keep doing it. Because I love it. And, of course, my adoration for film. And more than anything it was a learning experience for me. A day to hone my speaking skills, engage a tough crowd and learn to work around technical difficulties (which were plentiful).

So I packed up early and headed against morning traffic, driving to the school alone, full of nerves, eagerness and wonder. I was assigned Angel, a real gem of a student as my assistant, and hit play on my slideshow. I was happily met with wonderment and questions, mainly about how to edit Instagram photos, and hopefully saw stars dazzle in the eyes of a few budding photographers. Mostly stylish girls. I wish I had photos and video of the day, it is currently one of my favorite moments as a photographer. Thank you, Waianae Intermediate for asking me to be apart of career day last spring, I didn't want it to end.

Caroline + Jonathan + the boys

The boys ran in circles, from the ocean to the lagoon and back, collecting shells, sticks and rocks as their Dad bolding guided them through investigating a squid that had made it's way to land. They laughed and frolicking, covering themselves in the powdery white sand as their parents Caroline Tran + Jon Ly wrapped their arms tightly around the boys, then one another. Elliot stuck his tongue out to catch the rain (or anytime his curiosity struck) and Cameron cracked one-liners, dropping trou in effort to get ME to smile - clearly the charismatic one of the bunch. The hammock gently swayed, the boys played, and the ocean crashed along the rocky shoreline.

It was a pleasure to photograph such talent, Caroline! Your family is charming, energetic and so full of life! What a treat outside out my typical weddings + engagements to document your love and your sweet, sweet boys while you guys escaped from L.A. to paradise. 


Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo
Caroline Tran Hawaii Family Photo

Melodee + Warren

Across the lush beaches in Kahala, Warren tossed the rubbery yellow ball down the endless white stretch of sand, Kaila happily chasing along. Melodee giggled, gently taking his hand, confidently standing by his side. Together they make the perfect pair. Not only did they toast to their engagement, choosing to celebrate on their most frequented (dog friendly) beach, but also the signing of their new home the very same day. HOORAY! What bright, shiny things are ahead in your futures, I am so excited to be apart of your upcoming wedding day Melodee + Warren!

Back Home

I'm frequently asked how often I go to the east coast to visit family. The answer is simple: certainly not enough. With the long flights (9 hours if you're lucky), expensive airline costs, business scheduling and two pups, Marshall and I never ever get the opportunity to see family together. Like, ever. Despite the fact that in Virginia the majority of our family members live only 30 minutes between each other! So when Marshall had plans to stop in Appomattox between, you guessed it, softball tournaments, I made a last minute decision to pack up and shell out, venturing to Buckingham for some long overdue quality time.

It had been over a year since my last trip. A FREAKING YEAR! I won't lie, while the lack of wifi (seriously Buckingham, GET WITH THE TIMES!) and 'business guilt' tried to weigh me down (tips on how to shake this appreciated), it was absolutely well worth it. Hearing my nieces who hopped in my lap, twirling my jewelry proclaim "last time I saw you your hair was black...." was a real wake up call. I brought Korean character masks to treat the girls and my Mom and I made a day trip out of Ikea. Marshall and I even got to spend the day with my Dad, his girlfriend Lucy and Izzie, our once 3rd pup who now lives the good life in the lap of my retired father. Kristi, Marshall's mom cooked up a delicious meal (complete with my brother in-law's famous crab legs!) and hosted both our families under Laura's pavilion. We dined till we couldn't possibly eat anymore then topped it off with lime sorbet. We shopped. We laughed. We ate endless bags of Jenna's kettle korn. The kids hopped in and out of the pool a hundred times. Carolina showed me her karate moves and June got into my make-up bag. We basked in the unlimited a.c. and just as the last bit of light escaped the sky, I wandered outside, reveling in the shimmering flight of the lightening bugs. We hugged and we loved, and we vowed to return more often, together. 

Ambre + Todd

The light caught the shimmer of her golden gown and the trade wind breezed through her hair. The surfer, forever watching the waves, warned her when the tide crept by her toes, playfully swinging his wife around onto dry sand. He joked, she laughed; he wrapped his arms around her she swayed. They fully and honestly re-commited their lives and hearts to one another,  these California dwellers, high school sweethearts and fellow photographer, Ambre and Todd shared their five year anniversary recounting new vows to one another on a secluded beach in Kaua'i. Complete with rain. I mean, really!

Film: Fuji 400h Developing: Goodman Film Lab

No Good at Goodbyes.

Hawaii Fuji Instax Polaroid

 For some reason or another, I'm marvelously horrible at saying goodbye. I was shunned as my study abroad friends cried their eyes out our last morning in France and I straight up laughed. I gave pitiful excuses for goodbyes when we moved to Hawai'i and even skipped out on going to the bus when my husband deployed. For a year. TO AFGHANISTAN. I don't know what it is, but I simply can't deal. So instead, I avoid. I pretend and avoid at all costs. I am about as nonchalant and casual as they come when parting ways, consciously maneuvering through the awkward "see ya"s, unconsciously blocking the uncomfortable sensation of missing a person who's standing right in front of you. I hate lumps in my throat and Marshall may be right, I don't prefer change. So when I dropped my rattan bag to gently hug my friend B after our beach day, I made sure to keep my grip loose. Not to think the words "some day" or even let my mind consider that her little bun wouldn't be bopping alongside me on wedding days anymore. I went about the entire afternoon completely shutting off the fact that they would no longer be living in Hawai'i, for God knows how long, living God knows where. Instead we casually exchanged "have a great rest of your day!" sentiments while I hopped in the car, covered in sand, as she headed back to their VW Westfalia. Only then, and for a brief second, did I allow myself to stop feel the weight of yet another friend continuing their ventures off island. Maybe one day I will find a healthier way to manage my emotions, but for now, I'll ignore it. Thankfully, B does casual goodbyes, too.

Hawaii Polaroid
Hawaii Beach Umbrella Polaroid
Hawaii Beach Polaroid
Hawaii Beach Polaroid

B. + Tim -- it's easy to say I am excited for your adventures, but truly, I am. You guys have found one GEM of a new house on wheels and your passion and ambition to live the life you've been dreaming is inspiring. Tim, thank you for your service -- your soon to be military freedom is well deserved! Seeing your lack of hesitation for this unconventional #vanlife is infectious, do the damn thing! I am forever grateful Hawai'i was a stopover on your journey that brought you to this point and am seriously SERIOUSLY happy that we became friends along the way. Dude, your Savannagon adventures are going to be epic. I am cueing all the wanderlust already. Lots of love for your travels and prayers for cool breezes and 120 horsepower joy. :)

Savannagon VW Westfalia Hawaii
Savannagon VW Westfalia

ps:   I'm all for innovation, but whatever you do Tim, pleaseeeee, for the love of all things holy, don't build a toilet in that thing! ;)

[ Photos taken with a Fuji Instax Wide ]

Always Never Enough.

We sat across from one another, hands tightly wrapped around paper coffee cups, quickly getting to know each on the balcony of the popular Kailua cafe. 

What’s you biggest struggle today?”, I prodded. A personal question no doubt, but we had already connected as fellow photographers, sharing dreams, glories and worries as she was committed to make her passion of photography in Hawai’i come to life, an ambition I certainly could relate to. I wanted to know more.

Not being good enough,” she declared from across the round table without an ounce of hesitation. 

Yeah, me too…” I admitted, feeling the weight of my words heavy on my lips, especially on this particularly challenging day.

Modern Monstera Leaf


To my surprise my candid answer was met with disbelief and confusion as I explained to her the highs and lows of being a business owner, most of which fluctuate on a daily basis, and how I wake up loving my work but a barage of emails, thoughts perfect snapchats and subconscious messages from social media can keep you doubting yourself, hitting especially at lunch time on a random Thursday. I could have consciously chosen to hide my insecurities and doubts about my own talents, but I just didn’t have it in me. In the spirit of consistently oversharing, over 12 ounce lattes I unloaded on this sweet, unexpecting girl. 

YOU? How do YOU feel like you’re not good enough? Your work is great and you’ve worked hard, I can tell!”. Deep down I knew she was right. I have worked hard, real hard, have seen tangible growth and am proud I'm doing it. Like, I'm doing it. We are living in Hawai'i, going to Whole Foods for crying out loud. Still, more often than none, I have the nagging sense that’s it’s still not enough. I haven’t gotten good enough. Enough for what, I have no idea. Because it's bullshit. It's a lie. A fake scale, Ashley.

“…but your worth does not come from your work — you know that, right? It’s not what you create, do or don’t do, your worth comes from God….” I boldy wrapped up my lamenting, speaking truth to myself more than anything -- completely unaware of this budding photographers general thoughts on God -- absolutely compelled to speak honesty into her life, and well, mainly my own emotional day. 

I continued meaningful conversation with this new found friend, shared marketing ideas and uplifting one another, her invitation to coffee being a necessary treat in my day and as I left I remembered this: THIS is what I’m here for and what I love. Uplifting other women, candidly telling the truth, doing battles and life together. We may not feel like they live up or compare to what this industry’s or society’s standards are, having a hard time keeping up with a 1/3rd of our own to-do list, but that’s not the point. We are here, working hard. Not sugar coating it, not making it look like rainbows and butterflies — putting our hearts on the line. We are not the sum of how many hours we sit behind the computer, how many emails we answer in a day, or how many new ideas we dream up and immediately put to action -- after the laundry gets done. Today I may be back to feeling like a shitty photographer and crappy business person, staring down the barrel of all the would do could do should dos, eyeballing my maltese sleeping high atop a pile of dirty laundry, but that’s not who the Lord says I am. I get the pleasure of being an Entrepreneur but that that isn’t what MAKES me. We are meant for more than that — we simply get to make the world a little prettier in the process.  Most importantly, we are in this together.

Lauren + Ian in Pacific Weddings

It was 9:45pm, well passed my scheduled photography end time and the celebration raged on below, guests merrily scattered across the cafe speckled lawn of La Pietra. I had been in the parking lot conversing with Leilani, my assistant for the day but moreso friend, as we took time to catch up on each other's lives post work. It was a warm summer evening and we were both exhausted, ready to call it a night. I made my way down the series of stairs back into the depths of the reception for one last bottle of water before groggily heading home. High atop the stairs we gazed across the cafe lit lawn nestled against the Honolulu skyline. "Wow, that's pretty, huh?" we observed in wonder. "Dang, that would make a great photo..." I muttered. Without missing a beat, Lan volunteered and happily made her way back up the series of steep stairs to bring my camera for one last photo. As I waited, I slipped onto the railing's edge in hopes of reliving me aching feet when it happened. Guests roared in joy as spontaneous fireworks brightly rang in the distance. I couldn't believe it. Against such a gorgeous, shimmery backdrop this well deserving couple was getting a complimentary firework show! Without a second though I kicked off my shoes, tied my hair into a bun and ran as fast as I could up the stairs to the parking lot, yelling out "Lan!  LANNNNNNNNN!!!", scrambling for my gear. Barefoot toes skipping every other stair, Mark3 in hand, bun loose and sideways atop my head, I internally paused and smiled at the sheer merriment in it all. Here I was, flippin' exhausted and hours past our end time, lit with excitement and passion as I booked it to get a few photos of this wedding day treat. 

It's those little sparks that fuel my creativity and build into an arrangement of twinkly, fizzly patterns, making my heart go boom and my soul ring out a chorus of "ooh"s and "ahhhhh"s, reminding me I really really love photographing weddings.

Hawaii Wedding Photographer Pacific Weddings

Bonus points if they get featured in print. Beyond happy to relieve Lauren + Ian's own gorgeous (and wayyyy fun filled) La Pietra wedding in the Summer/Fall 2015 issue of Pacific Weddings. 

Aftin + Dan | Halekulani

They started off working together. She knew he was the one when he helped meticulously carve a Hello Kitty pumpkin for Halloween. He admired her even more when her less than nature loving self agreed to join his family hunting. He keeps her steady while she dreams big. The deal was sealed over warm candlelight and wine at Vino, one of their favorite local spots, and bound tight with a sparkly Cartier jewel. 

Aftin + Dan -- with your impeccable style, fun sensibility and insider scoop on all the great places in Napa, you two can't be rivaled! It has been nothing short of a joy to document your fabulously luxe wedding journey. Here's to the exciting future to come (and great new home) Bonzaaaiiiiiiii!

Wedding Day Perfume
Bridal Makeup
Halekulani Wedding Photo
Cartier wedding band
Halekulani Hau Terrace Wedding
Halekulani Hau Terrace Wedding
Cartier Wedding Ring Band
Halekulani Wedding Photo
monogram wedding aisle runner
Halekulani Hau Terrace Wedding
Luxe pink and gold wedding
Luxe pink and gold and white wedding
Luxe white and pink and gold Halekulani Wedding
Wedding desserts
Sweet Father daughter dance
Gold animal place card holders

Photography: Ashley Goodwin Coordination: Say I Do by Karisa Cinema: Aria Studios Florals: Su-V Expressions Venue: Halekulani Hau Terrace + Ballroom Rentals: The Wedding Linen Co. Bar: Curate Decor + Design Dance Floor Topper: Accel Party Rentals Officiant: Jon Nouchi Photo Booth: Photo Ops Hawaii DJ: Jimmy Taco Bubble Tea: Tea Boss

West Coast Trip Pt. 3: Las Vegas

The last stop on our west coast tour got us back on an airplane and headed into the desert of Las Vegas and the crux of the journey: WPPI. Instead of buying tickets for educational courses my sister Sarah and I took advantage of the yearly photographer's mecca and used the opportunity to see one another, visit friends (Alyssa, Katie, Josh, Serena, Jen and Alan DANNNNNNGGG), tour the expo for a little market research and mostly introduce me to her FIANCEEEEEEEEEE! OMG Sarah is engaged! TO A MAN WITH A RED BEARD! We are living parallel lives. Being in Las Vegas during WPPI was fun, even if we did get dejected from standing in line at the opening night party and hanging out with close friends was of the utmost importance. 

I'm gonna keep it real, here. Walking around WPPI for the third time (it's been a few years since my last trip), I battled finding a balance between a business savvy mind; always making the most of every situation and conversation, planning ahead to maximize experience and exposure; with living in the moment for pleasure.

Sure, I got serious fomo when I saw someone at Red Rocks shooting a gorgeous "bride", wondering if I missed a good opportunity to organize a styled shoot, and at least over 100+ times considered "man, maybe I should have been more savvy about XY and Z while I was there". Instead I chose quality time laughing with friends and days with my sister, Jen, and our men. We teetered on the edge of a rocks I and got to use my craft to photograph newly engaged Sarah and Chris and happily in love Jen and Alan DANNNNNGGGG (ever since I found out that was his last name I simply can't say it any other way). Way better than any styled shoot.

There will always be missed moments, other business opportunities, hands you wish you'd walked across the room to shake and parties you regret not RSVPing to. But you know what? It's about choosing what feels right in that very second, making the most of the present and sometimes, mayyyyybe sometimes, sending your 24/7 thinking business brain on vacation while you wile out to trap music in da club.

West Coast Trip Pt. 2: Yosemite

We hopped in our rental car and jaunted from unsually warm Northern California (read Part 1 here) to our next adventure. What used to be hours of easy, relaxed road tripping turned out to now be a feat; traveling long distances in a car isn't something we are accustomed to after living on an island all these years. Bouts of motion sickens were met with rounds of extreme grumpiness; nothing a little In-n-Out couldn't fix. Hours crept by as we finally made it from Napa to our next stop: Yosemite. Marshall had been craving the cold (we even dug out snowboarding apparel out in anticipation of hitting the slopes!) and we checked in to our room at Tenaya Lodge -- dreaming of s'mores, fire pits and hot tubs, hoping for a glimmer of fresh snow. Marshall, typically one who recoils at a hectic vacation schedule, hustled me to pick an outfit already eager to hit the road to see the sites. I slipped on my oversized coat, nineties style shades and metallic loafers that had no business being on this trip whatsoever and declared "hey! Who do I look like?? (answer: Becky Goodwin circa 1994). Quick, let me send her a picture!". And we were off.

Winding through the narrow roads of the park, I noticed a side of my husband I hadn't seen in a while. It was as if being amongst these rocky cliffs and gargantuan trees brought new life into him. The rich, woodsy landscape was one he thoroughly enjoyed and found passion in trekking. In our two days at Yosemite National Park we circled the valley floor twice, rehashing old camping sagas, splitting road trip snacks and took turns watching for cover as we sent our drone up. He laughed at me as once again my inappropriate choice of footwear got me into a pickle and guided me over fallen tree trunks as we hunted for legendary sequoias. We acted like teenagers sneaking into the hot tub and vowed to one day come back and actually hike the park (this seemed like the most legit way to experience the majesty). And just as he said his trip would have been perfect if he saw some wildlife, we spotted a magnificent little deer family that practically turned Marshall into a 10 year old. It was like he wanted to catch and hug and squeeze them to death. But don't tell him I told you that. 

Riding through the contrasted, muted tones of a forest barely out of winter as it slowly warms up to spring, I looked out the window and to my husband declared "You know what I'm drawn to most? Color! Bold color!" Not giving him a moment to even consider responding. "Then light. Lastly, atmosphere. Yesterday when we were choosing were to sit for breakfast I gravitated toward the seat in the brightly lit window nook. And now, while driving, this is gorgeous, but doesn't make my heart JUMP. I need color. And light. Then comes the ambiance" He quietly nodded, confirming what I had just taken an hour to resolve but he's known about me all along.

West Coast Trip Pt. 1: Napa

Very few things fuel me more than a solid adventure. Seldom do I sit on a plane, watching th clouds roll by without dreaming up the next opportunity to jetset. This time I had my sights set on Napa. Marshall and I both travel a lot, but between work, the military (and now FORMER problem, HOORAY!) and his softball, we don't get the chance to regularly check out new places together. Matter of fact, we never even make it to visit family as a couple! That's all going to change, and I decided it would start with Northern California. I figured since we both are into our 30's and have developed a sudden and deep appreciation for wines alongside a solid cheese plate (yes, that mustached man SWIRLS AND SNIFFS HIS WINE) this would be an awesome mini-trip, making it the first stop on our West Coast vacation this past March. 

When deciding where to travel, I usually pick based on resorts. Yes, resortsBut for THIS trip I did lord knows HOW many hours of research (i.e. instagram stalking) in search of two things: the views and the food. That was all I wanted. Who cares about the wine? Gimme the pretties and the goodies. This girl wants to take some photos over here! Okay okay, and have a legit excuse to get a little tipsy without judgment in a fancy-ish place. Marshall wanted to experience some place cold (that's what an island will do to ya!) so we only had a few short days to pack in wine country before heading to snowy Yosemite.

We stayed at 1801 First (booked through Jetsetter, my favorite travel site!) and would both consider this, by far, our favorite part of the trip. The fact that we oh so dearly loved a victorian bed and breakfast is living proof that we have officially become old. O.L.D. But whatever, the bed was crazy comfortable, the room cozy, and there was a killer wine + cookie pau hana in the living room every night. They know the way to OUR hearts, and those chocolate chip cookies were da bomb. booze. Sold, sold and sold. Upon arrival we were given a glass of wine and selection of truffles in which I promptly ate mine...and most of Marshall's.

Complimentary port wine in the lounge area. I don't know what that is, but sounds real legit. 

Your choice of a chef-made breakfast every morning was some kind of delicious! A simple meal never tasted so good. Dining in the bright bay window and making plans for the day amongst couple's having coffee and reading the newspaper was endearing. And, you know, kept with the "we're clearly old" theme.

Since I was busy sampling wine most of the days, here are some details of our trip:

We wandered Oxbow Public Market (a trip to Napa just isn't complete without!). Honey, bakery delights, cheeeeeese heaven, So many great local offerings and gifts to choose from. While inside we became STARVING and had lunch inside at Kitchen Door.

Enjoyed a wine + chocolate pairing at Castello Di Amarosa (Marshall's favorite). Man, I never knew just how good wine and chocolate were together. I also found out I am horrible at picking wines to sample and Marshall does better. Thus, I must taste his, too. 

A few other fun stops we made along the famed wine road:

Rose + Charcuterie at Auberge de Soile (the Bistro deck)

Champagne flights at Domaine Carneros during sunset, duh. Most of our trip was planned around colors, photo opts, and, of course, the light. And food. I had lost a few pounds I needed to find. 

Fried Chicken at Farm at Carneros Inn. Holy smokes this was my favorite meal there! This southern girl was impressed. I have a friend who highly recommends staying at Carneros Inn. I would have loved to, but we're not that bougie. 

Farmstead for pupus. The deviled eggs were bomb. 

Enjoyed wine flights + cheeses at Cadet. There was a truffle crunch cheese so good I'm still talking about it. So good, in fact, at the time it made me STOP talking.

The hype is right, chocolate croissants from Bouchon Bakery are where it's at.

Rachel + Will in the Knot California

Let's be for real, here. I would be lying if I didn't say I wasn't secretly jumping for joy holding this shiny magazine in hand - aching to flip it open and show anyone who would lay their eyeballs upon it. From the banyan tree ceremony to that insane Vera Wang gown, Will + Rachel's Dillingham Ranch wedding was a stunning affair, well deserved of it's recognition. It never ceases to illicit sheer excitement to see couple's hard work and a creative team's beautiful visions come to life via photographs perfectly embedded in glossy pages.

Photography: Ashley Goodwin Florals: Passion Roots Coordination: Best Day Ever Hawaii Hair + Makeup: Leslie Faire Videographer: Fisheye Studio Venue: Dillingham Ranch Catering: Memoirs Rentals: Pacific Party Rentals  + Hawaii Tents and Events Transportation: Royal Star Hawaii + Oahu Party Bus Cake: A Baked Romance Music: Maunalua + Oahu Strings Entertainment:  DJ:  Showtime Djs Hawaii Invitations: Design Des Troy + Minted Guest Book: Woodlack Gown: Vera Wang Resort: Turtle Bay Bride Shoes: Tabitha Simmons and Chanel Menswear: Armani + Dior, Black Tie Affair




It is with MUCH excitement, a proud smile that as I stare down the barrel of an empty cup of coffee that I hoot and holler: my new website is LIVE! HOORAY! What was quite an undertaking, especially when you D.I.Y that baby, but I am beyond thrilled to have a little corner of the internet that reflects my style, inspirations and eye for bold and celebratory film photography. This calls for some rosé!  


2013 Shay Cochrane

If you have a minute today take a peek and tell me whatcha think on Instagram. Engaged or traveling to the islands? Get in touch!



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