SARAH SEVEN AT DUNCAN MANOR
Every now and then I need to do things just for the sake of creating. I need to just photograph beautiful things so I can practice and hone in on my craft and make myself better. This particular shoot was exciting because I got to meet my new favorite people, Jenna and Collin of He & She Weddings. Ok, Collin wasn’t there, but he definitely contributed. And I’m so excited that these two amazing artists are here to contribute their gifts to our humble little area. It’s not often you meet someone with an innate ability to make beautiful things happen.
Jenna found this amazing space in a mansion in the middle of nowhere. We didn’t even need to bring much in because every nook and cranny had so much character and beauty. It’s really wonderful to see so many creative people come together to achieve a common vision.
This shoot was prompted when I got an email from Sarah Seven, my favorite gown designer who actually made MY wedding dress. She asked me to photograph gowns for her newest line, SO amazing right?? I emailed her assistant back in all caps. Soon after, I contacted Jenna and Collin and it was like the stars aligned. The gown line was actually derived from a poem, which I will share with you, along with all the gorgeousness from that day.
/CREATIVES/
Gown: Sarah Seven
Planning and Styling: He & She Weddings
Venue: Duncan Manor
Model: Kaitlyn Gastman
Floral: Lula's Floral
Jewelry: Hawkhouse
Tiara: Porcelain Moonstar
Stationary: RJ Calligraphy Co.
Paper: Farmette Press
Hair: Ashlyn Bozarth
Makeup: Amy Roth
Accesories: BHLDN
Desserts: Ivy Lane Bakery
The Luxurious Life of Abigail Sterling
The Luxurious Life of Abigail Sterling,
is not one most people know.
She waltzed through life on an elegant stage,
and had each day tied up in a bow
Orphaned at a young age
when her parents died at sea,
she was raised by her butlers
and the women who came to tea.
An heiress to millions
and a business that ran itself,
she collected exotic animals,
and decorated every shelf.
Her ostriches wore diamonds,
and her treehouses were Dior.
She wore tiaras to breakfast
and cried when she was bored.
The older she got
the more her tastes became refined,
Imported silks from India,
and only the finest wines.
She wore kimonos to the mailbox,
and ballgowns to play croquet,
Gold lace for her night caps
And feathered hats to eat souffle.
She wore pearls to the dentist
and rubies to shovel snow,
Gave down pillows to her parakeets,
Why? We'll never know.
She was clever, smart, and witty,
extravagant and well-liked.
Her dinners went on for hours,
and her punch was always spiked.
And though her life was luxurious,
she wanted something more.
Things are great, but friendship is better,
so she opened up her door.
Her closets overflowed,
filling five rooms and twenty chests.
So she decided to share all of it,
with any admiring guest.
Word traveled far and wide,
across the sea and through the town.
Abigail Sterling was sharing her luxury,
her diamonds, furs, and gowns.
They came from far and wide,
the line went around the block.
Abigail greeted everyone
and presented them with a frock.
The town appeared suddenly different:
dramatic, elegant and free.
Everyone looked like royalty,
and it filled Abigail with glee.
Her treasures were spread around,
and her house had more space.
But her heart was full of joy
because the world was a more beautiful place.
