Friday, June 18, 2010

i don't do bug bites...



and so i made it safe to FLORIDA!
welcome.
welcome to my little piece of paradise.
thankful to the wonderful family that has opened their home to me while they are vacationing.
this is my spot for the next few days.
and so i relish...

this morning i had time to work a little...
which for me = relax.
weird. i know.
so as i sit and relish in my "i so rocked it!" images
my attention vears and i begin to randomly count my bug bites...
if you know me- you know i hate, despise, can't stand bug bites!
(the pics must have made them start itching all over again)
there are five.
not to bad considering i looked through the lens in my ever so popular- gym clothes.
ummm- 'nough said.
not much was covered and with my oh so sweet blood, let's just say-
they love me a heck of a lot more than i love them.

so day #1 in Florida goes like this:
i arrive.
jet lagged.
tired.
off to dinner for more b-day bliss.
LATE night over exhausted sleep.
early morning wake up call (ugh) i am on still on west cost time.
LIFETIME in BOCA BABY!
(code for gym time!)
booked a couple more sesssion's @ the gym.
late lunch.
booked another sesh.
shopping for sesh.
(put my fashion-ista 2 cents in)
scout.
scout.
drive.
turn around.
drive.
stop.
go.
scout.
find a few spots.
drive.
it's looking good.
drive.
almost home.
WAIT! STOP! TURN AROUND! NOW!
(over joyed hyperventilating voice, like it might dissapear or something)

over the broken down bridge and the no trespassing sign
i find my piece of paradise in boca...
a place that is not so boca.

let's just say it's:
boca- miss bliss style.
i am in love.




"oh! hi my name is vanessa- i am a photographer from arizona,
i am in love with your place, do you mind if i shoot here for a few days?


i don't do bug bites-
oh but sometimes, they are so worth it.