More?!

Remember THESE? Well, earlier today, le cub and I received a disc with THE REST. Will post a few every now and then so that my mom and pop can cyberstalk us. Thank you, Max and Margaux... for making us look nice and puuurty.

Hurricane of Fabulousness

Our engagement shoot photos are in. See them on Max Wanger's blog HERE. A "hurricane of fabulousness"! Realizing that the two of us were uncomfortable in front of the camera, Max had us stand at certain marks and would then "disappear." Le cub and I would hear Max or Margaux instructing us to kiss from some spot that we couldn't see, and then the magic would happen. There wasn't a single moment when Max counted down and asked us to smile. This probably explains why all the photos are so candid and voyeuristic. Max was our lil' stalker. Somewhere in our deck of 75 processed photos (we haven't seen them all yet) will be 5 shots for my parents. Shots of us smiling and looking straight into the camera. But le cub and I love the shots taken through the strange crevices that Max found. We also love that all the kissing shots mask my cub's blinking eyes and my flat face. And boy, does Beans look handsome! Those shots were taken right outside our apartment in Burbank :) You'd never guess. Max is just brilliant like that.

I'm Too Sexy For My Shirt...

Le cub and I were photographed by the talented Max Wanger on Monday. We decided to have our engagement photos taken at Travel Town in Griffith Park. Le cub and cougar had no idea what we were going, but we did enjoy pretending we were supermodels while hanging off of ginormous choo-choos. After finishing up at Griffith Park, Max shot Beans. Oh, that didn't come out right. Let's try that again. Max took photos of us with Beans. Yup-yup... our first family portrait.

Pictured: MW's work. That's not me. Nor is that le cub. Just in case you were wondering...

I'm Too Sexy For My Shirt

"Too sexy for my shirt... So sexy it hurts!"

Le cub and I are taking our engagement photos two weeks from now with the talented Max Wanger (how lucky are we?!?) and needless to say, we need to look FIERCE. With the help of a pair of John Varvatos jeans and ooh, some Dolce as well as some Gabbana (ooh, how I love to name drop), le cub is going to look dashing. And lil' ol' moi? I'll be the one sprinkled in teeny tiny flowers, courtesy of Rebecca Taylor. The above-photo is not of what I will be wearing (too leggy), but it's awfully close :) Excited...

Poof

Le cub and I have picked out "outfits" (not a manly word) for our upcoming engagement shoot with Max and Margaux. We are, however, still in the market for some bold accessories.

Socks for le cub. He's been looking HERE.

Poofy headband for le cougar. I'm seriously considering the above-pictured ban.do confection. Mmm, whimsy.

top: jill thomas
middle: seventeen
bottom: max wanger