Lizzie with wit and vivacity: Charlestown

The lovely Lizzie is a student at Brookline High. This is the next to last picture from Boston Fashion Week. This one is from the couture show put on by the Fashion Expose. There is one more picture to come, but I'll incorporate it in a profile of a dear friend.

Back to Fashion Expose: Charlestown

It's Italo of [ URBAN + TAKE(ØUT)].

As I took pictures of Italo, I kept embarrassing myself by gushing over his smile. There was one point where I looked through the viewfinder and then looked up and said: You have a beautiful smile. He looked embarrassed, and then I, not always knowing when to say mum, repeated the sentiment. If I blushed, my face would have been the color of beets.

Anyhoo, I very much appreciate the simplicity of this look. It's the type of look that can be interpreted in a myriad of ways--both with high end and low end pieces.

Ernest and Dapper: Charlestown

I went to the couture show hosted by the Fashion Expose last Saturday in Charlestown. Nice show, sadly not so much couture though.

The posts this week, except for Monday's, have been all of people who attended the show. I prefer to take pictures of people on the street. Pictures of people who don't got nowhere to go, but who are fab-u-lous nonetheless. So...here's to cheating. Hope you'll forgive me.

Stylish friends: Charlestown

When I saw Germaine (left) and Alex, I smiled at their very different styles. Even in with different styles, their clothes (Alex's light plaid trousers and Germaine's tweed jacket) mirror each other.

In this picture as they are posing for another photographer, you can see Alex's serpent bracelet.

Girls in heels: Charlestown

It was great to shoot these ladies. They're gorgeous and what's more, they wore wonderful shoes to Boston Fashion Week. I couldn't help but be just a little bit---ok, very---envious of their shoes. I haven't been able to wear heels due to a running injury for months now. When I do, as I did last week for about 35 minutes, the pain lasts days later, (I can feel my IT band tightening up as I type this post) and it's just not worth it.

Never thought, I'd say it, but my heels aren't worth the pain. Lawd! Who have I become! A friend said: why don't you put them on eBay? I was so flabbergasted by her question, that I simply couldn't answer. The nerve!