It’s been two years in a row now, so I guess it’s safe to call this our annual Halloween drop-in.
Halloween, if it is not our favorite holiday, is the Lumos-Studio-est of the holidays. It captures the perfect combination of creativity, playfulness, childlikeness, spookiness, decadence, and demanding that your neighbors give you candy. Here’s how the night went down.
[Voting for this year’s Halloween costume contest is closed. Show up next year in costume and get in the running yourself!]
First, it’s no longer springtime in Paris…in our kitchen. No, the cherry blossoms have fallen and given way to the headless horseman.
Aaaahhhh!!! Cupcakes and apple slices!!!
Your hosts for the evening will be my lovely bride, Cleopatra…
…and me, Mark Antony.
(No, not the singer. Yes, I’m sure. No, I definitely don’t speak Spanish. It’s not even spelled the same!)
We’ll be assisted by the beautiful (that’s what her name means) Belle.
We’ve invited some friends from history (or historical fiction) such as Robin Hood,
our friend the sailor,
Jay Gatsby (and his lady friend),
a jester to keep things light,
and a family consisting of a couple of lovely witches and either a Roman or John Belushi…we’re not sure which.
Here in Columbia we’ve found it’s a bad idea to open the door to yankee soldiers, but this one’s wife was so charming that we relented.
Fortunately, if things got out of hand we had a number of super heroes to look out for us!
(Fact: Batman loves Ring Pops)
We also had some other friends from movies and television come by, like Elsa,
(covered in) Cookie monster,
AAAAHHHHHH! AAAAHHHH! Get them away! Get them away!!
Wait, okay…it’s just a costume. Well, it’s still pretty creepy…though not as creepy as that baby-sun abomination.
“Marcel Marceau called, but he didn’t leave a message.”
If this young lady wins the costume contest I’m going to be suspicious–after all, she’s a cheetah!
A little Day of the Dead action…
And if your drink gets too warm, perhaps an Ice Cube.
(Thank you, thank you…I’ll be here all week.)
If your team does badly, blame these guys.
And if your barbecue doesn’t win, blame him.
“You’re forgetting, Lindsay, that as a psychiatrist, I was a professional twice over – an analyst and a therapist.”
Happy Halloween, everybody. :-)
Abby is the youngest of my (J.P.’s) first cousins, making her the baby. As a result, I have a picture of her in my head that looks something like this:
But now she’s away at college, which doesn’t make me feel old at all, nooo… Furthermore, this is her now:
Kids grow up. If you’re really lucky, though, they grow up like Abby: beautiful inside and out. Not to say I don’t miss the gap-toothed little girl from time to time, but I’m delighted by the caring, intelligent, and sweet young lady she’s become. (Excuse me…something in my eye…)
Anyway, even though we took these after graduation, we’re going to count them as senior photos because she hadn’t left for school yet and besides, it’s our blog, so what are you going to do about it? *Ahem* Also, if you’ve got a senior in your house for whom you’d like to get photos, the time to contact us is now. It’s actually cool out and you can get photos made before the college application process has left them looking world-weary and haggard.
(You know, like this.)
It’s been amazing to watch Abby grow up and into a wonderful aunt to her nieces, who adore her.
She may have grown up, but she’s still got great expressions.
We love you, Abby! Now go kick college’s butt!
Peri and Steven are married! While we put the finishing touches on their wedding photos, we thought you might like to see just how beautiful a bride Peri is.
“Really, really beautiful” is how beautiful, by the way. We would also have accepted, “incredibly beautiful”, “stunningly beautiful”, or “astonishingly beautiful.”
We had the beautiful backdrop of Hampton Park in Charleston for these portraits, which were apparently so attractive that some of the local fauna decided to try to get in on the action. (Honestly, I like the grey over white look, but the black hat might be a little formal for an outdoor wedding.)
Peri is a graduate of the College of Charleston, so we decided to pay the cistern a visit.
I love the way her skin glows is this golden light!
Peri’s shoes are from the awesome Charleston Shoe Company. Apart from being local, their shoes are handmade and, I’m told, incredibly comfortable.
Peri and her family love the water so we had to get some shots that incorporated it. (Thank you for being so brave!)
Finally, the light was just about to die so we stopped right where we were on the Battery to shoot. Turns out this is where Steven proposed to Peri!
We’ll have more photos from Steven and Peri in the near future, so check back soon!
The first rule of World Language Club is you must talk in World Language Club.
The second rule of World Language Club is you must talk in World Language Club.
Welcome to the fourth annual official Spring Valley World Languages Department photo. Over the past few years we’ve paid tribute to Vanity Fair, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, and The Big Bang Theory. This year is all about mischief, mayhem, and proper verb conjugation.
Open this link in a new tab and play this song in the background while you read the rest of this post. Go ahead, we’ll wait.
Right. So, with that, allow me to unveil World Language Club.
Why would you join World Language Club? Maybe because you realize that your life is ending one minute at a time and every moment that you only speak one language is a moment that you can’t communicate with a huge percentage of the people on earth. Maybe you wonder how much you can know about yourself if you’ve never been in a conversation with someone who speaks a different language. Maybe you’ve been invited to a wedding in Belgium and want to have some idea why there are two ceremonies. Whatever the case, when you’re ready to learn, they’re ready for you.
So get off your Johanneshov armchair in the Strinne green stripe pattern and join the club. Learn a language–it’s more fun than talking to your imaginary friend.
Oh, and if this is your first time at World Language Club…you have to talk.
Hold on to your waffles, because this is a very special post for us. First, it’s the wedding of dear friends, Marie and Tanguy (pronounced “Taun-gee”, not “tan-guy”), and second, it’s our first international destination wedding.