Hi everyone, Katie here.
I know. You hardly recognize me without my pink convertible and photoshop pixie dust. No Waffles to boss around. I feel just a little bit naked.
Yesterday Gloman was channeling some of the great fashion photographers of our time. He claims to have been *testing* his gear, but we all know better. Captivated by my beauty, he was a mere slave to his shutter. (that's camera-speak for those of you still shooting with your phones)
So this week I'm going to share with you a glimpse into the REAL Katie. I'm not talking squeee-in-your-shoes-cute. I'm talking the breathless elegance and femininity of a cat comfortable in her 7 year old fur. Ok, based on my grooming schedule, it's not really 7 years old. But you get my drift.
Be still your beating heart.