Tomorrow, I turn 16. It’s kind of strange to think about. I always thought that when I turned 16, I would feel instantaneously different, but today, I’ve been thinking about all the great stuff that happened while I was 15. It wasn’t such a bad year itself– crazy, yes, but not bad.
I’ve been meaning to post these pictures for awhile, having finished this year’s photo shoot at last, and I’m glad to be doing it now. Though I’ve since gotten braces and performed in the summer showcase, these costumes represent some of my favorite moments from my 15th year, and these pictures are dear to my heart. I do hope you enjoy.
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| I loved the costume – Garden of the Gods scenery combination. |
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| Brody: Quinnah, why don’t you look at the camera?! |
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| Just hoping that the mountain bikers wouldn’t run me over… |
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| Catching fire |
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| “Be multiplied” |
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| Brody: Seriously, Quinnah!– LOOK AT THE CAMERA! |
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| Please, don’t rain. |
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| Desert breeze… |
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| … blow me away |
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| This one was Brody’s idea. 😉 |
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| Colorado clouds on point |
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| Little brothers are the special little boys in your life who pick you flowers and take pictures of you with the flowers. |
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| Road trip to Rangeley– this is right after I fell in the swamp. The Blochs live on, and Dad and I had a good laugh. |
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| Dad: Stay right there! Don’t move! I have an idea. |
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| Can you see the fairies? |
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| What dancers actually look like when they’re tying pointe shoes in the freezing cold after falling into a swamp. |
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| What dancers wish they looked like when they’re tying pointe shoes in the freezing cold after falling into a swamp. |
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| Possibly the greatest picture of me ever taken. It wasn’t planned. It just happened. I guess falling in a swamp does that to you (obviously, it was a terribly traumatic experience). |
xoxo
