Storytelling has always been second nature to me. Through scrapbooks, journals, polaroids… I’ve always been drawn to preserving the moments that seem to be slipping by too quick.
Now, as a wife and mother, that perspective has deepened. The quiet rhythms of our home, the laughter-filled evenings, the beautifully ordinary moments... they carry so much meaning.
That’s what I’m drawn to in your story, too. The connection, the movement, the fleeting pieces of this season that deserve to be remembered.
If you’re someone who loves personality insights like I do, I’m an Enneagram 6, ENFJ, and someone who leads with words of affirmation - meaning I’ll always prioritize creating an experience where you feel at ease, valued, and seen.
Because this is about more than photographs.
It’s about preserving the heart of your story.
- Bradley ALSIP
She made sure that every detail was perfect and both our visions were able to come together and produce incredible photos."
ENFJ, Amiable, Scorpio, Empath, Words of Affirmation. I totally geek out over personality quizzes and deep diving into why people are the way they are. If you know your enneagram, I'd love for you to tell me yours when we chat!
Whether it's the way I decorate my home (warm neutrals and chunky cream colored blankets), the candles I buy (vanilla with hints of bourbon), or quite literally taking a warm bath, I am very much into the way my 5 senses feel at all times (likely the enneagram 6 in me coming out there). I feel things to my core!
Right after I graduated college my gal pals and I packed up, moved to Sevilla Spain, and taught ESL for a few months. We lived with host families, galavanted to Italy for fresh cappuccinos on the weekends, and did what people said we should "do" before we settle down one day. The souvenir I brought back was my love for European names. Ask me what I named my babies!
Well, sort of. My brother was looking for a place to live and found a roommate via Craigslist. That roommate had another roommate... my now husband.
I remember being in second grade coming home with markers and writing a list of my classmate's names in the colors that they were. Mike was red, Lauren was gray, Cole was yellow. Ok, I know you're wondering... what?! My brain does this wild thing (synesthesia) where when I see words, I see them in very specific colors. Ask me what color your name is!
A quiet glance across the room, laughter that spills out without warning, a fleeting spark that somehow says everything without a single word.
Those are the pieces of your story that matter most.
I’m here to preserve them gently and honestly so years from now, you can step back into this season and not just see it, but feel it… the connection, the joy, the way it all once was.