Just your average morning spent laughing on random steps in the middle of the road... while your husband takes photos and you focus on not showing your undies. Sometimes all we can see is the glamorous side of the photograph (after the editing) and you know what you miss? Nearly everything! A photograph is a moment in time, just one. In that moment you can't see the hours spent looking for locations, organising outfits and coercing husbands into just 'taking one or two shots' before breakfast. There is a time for glamour and a time to be real, this is me hoping I can merge the two into reality.