I'm starting to feel like the quality of my work is improving a bit
So there's a bit of a story from where this originated. There I was, wandering around in a store minding my own business and eating peanuts. I couldn't see outside, soncidering the store was covered in posters of sorts, when suddenly- though there was no prior warning- I GO OUTSIDE AND SNOW IS WHIPPING ME IN THE FACE. A frosty marshmallow sheet lay hugging the only bit of ground that I can barely make out through my squinted eyes and now-spiderlike lashes and it has engulfed EVERYTHING within only a matter of.... six minutes? (I wasn't in the store long) So, of course, instead of continuing my errands for the day, I had frantically sped home (just messing, I drove like a mildly confused and cautious grandmother) to my beloved whom I had BEGGED to run into the cold and throw himself and I into the outside world, which now had no longer any "frost feathers" in the sky, to take as many photos as we can before either of us had gotten numb. Newsflash, I had not stopped after getting numb. You could tell by how red those knees are.
Regardless! This was such an exciting shoot. Well, not the photos, because of how forlorn my expressions read, but the experience overall when the camera was off was such a memory. Also, fun fact, I'm not wearing any underwear here. For some reason or other I felt the discomfort would get me into character
a thin coating of ice or frozen rain on an exposed surface
Photographed by Brandon Patterson, my mister
modeled and edited by me in photoshop cs2