Pity Parties and Eminem

You should have seen the pity party I threw myself today. Wow. It was bad. And when I say bad, I mean it was horrible. I am too embarrassed to list the details and trust me, you wouldn’t want me to be specific about it either. It has been one of those days where the only thing I’ve allowed myself to see is the negative stuff. And not just some of it, all of it. I jumped into the deep black hole of self pity, defeat and regret. It was ugly. Possibly the worst yet.

Up until a few moments ago I was convinced that nothing could make it better. Not chocolate, not a shopping spree, not Eddie, not my two cats, not ice cream, not wine, not candy, not Matthew McCanaughey, not thinking about Hawaii, not even picking up my camera. Nothing.

But as I drove around without a destination in mind I remembered how much I love singing out loud while driving. As I reached to turn on the radio I thought how amazing would it be if my song were on right now? And when I say my song I’m talking about Eminems Love The Way You Lie song. I let out a sigh of relief when I heard Rihanna start singing, made a right turn to get on the freeway, closed my windows and turned up the volume as high as I could stand. Then I sang. And I rapped.

Within the past month I’ve managed to learn the entire song and for some ridiculous reason I feel proud. I know I look and sound stupid every single time I sing along but my hope is that the people driving next to me are focused on the road and not me. By the end of the song I was feeling a little lighter because I was able to channel some of my frustrations and let them out while being all don’t you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk, told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball, next time i’m pissed i’ll aim my first at the dry wall…I can’t relate to this song in any way as I’ve never been in that situation but I love it nonetheless. After it was over I found myself heading back home, feeling a tiny bit better.

I sat in front of my computer without any drive to get anything done and I randomly clicked on Justin & Marys tab and noticed that they posted a country video by The Band Perry on their blog. I cried while I listened and watched the video and when it was over I felt a little better. Then I checked my email and saw a message from Kathrine. After reading the first paragraph, I smiled and felt a lot better. I couldn’t believe that the words I was trying to find to explain how I felt were in her email. In only a few paragraphs she said everything I needed to hear without knowing about my horrible day.

I have no direction with this post, I know this. I just wanted to write about today to remind myself that sometimes it’s the smallest things that can help you get through a difficult day. Things that I may have overlooked on a normal day. So thank you Eminem, Justin & Mary and my dearest friend Kathrine. I’m off to keep crawling out of my black whole, eat some tasty vegan food and explain to Eddie that I’m not crazy. It was just one of those days.

amanda thiessen - i am about to throw a pity party myself! :( i hope you feel better because you are amazing and never doubt yourself! :)

Harmony Loves - apparently we need to hang out and get dessert, because Harmony & dessert always works :)

kathrine - aww! i feel so honored to be mentioned on your blog! i'm glad i cheered you up! just two months i was in the same deep black hole. i loved this line you wrote "I jumped into the deep black hole of self pity, defeat and regret. It was ugly," but also hate it for its truth. these little spurts are not so fun, huh? don't worry, you'll pull yourself out of it soon enough! i love you. ohhh and i love that eminem song too! i can't help but sing along to the chorus with rihanna. haha! it's so catchy! i haven't managed to learn the rap though. I WOULD PAY TO HEAR YOU RAP!! :D hope you have a great long weekend!

Mary Marantz - I ADORE you!! Like adore you so much it should be illegal! This post was amazing and I love your writing! Feel better my friend! xoxo M:)

Katie - I heart you my friend! You rock! If you ever need cheering up gimme a call. I can recite gansta's paradise by heart for you...you can't have a day when you have me rapping for you. :)

Ignoring Off Camera Lighting

The day before leaving for our trip I wrote a post where I mentioned a photo shoot that I was supposed to do that evening….the photo shoot happened, the meltdown that I mentioned in the post also happened while packing late at night, but the point is both things got done. Photo shoot and packing. The purpose of the shoot was to practice with off camera lighting but like I’ve mentioned before I don’t really enjoy it. And that fact became obvious when I hardly used it during our shoot so while my friend Carlitos was having a blast practicing with the lighting, I took advantage of the yummy light.

I enlisted the help of my go-to models, Ketzia and Amy, for this shoot. I didn’t really have any other requirements or ‘themes’ in mind for the shoot, I just felt like shooting, and the girls did an awesome job. Here are some of my favorites…

I realize this image is ‘all wrong’ but its one of my favorites…

fierce.

love this little series…

And because I couldn’t finish the day without at least a few shots using off camera lighting….here are a few that I think turned out ok :)

rawr.   :)

Have a great day!

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KETZIA - ahhh stinky you r very much so a talented little midget/stinky lol i even feel conceited having a big lil sis being so talented with the camera haha i love your pictures misssa the all come out amazing:) thank you for that photoshoot it was really fun i love the pictures!!! u always have a model for anything:)

marie Bernier - Well idon't to much about lighting for shooting pictures, I can tell you they lookgreat. Scpecially your favorite one.

Gorgeous Skies and Fake Tattoos

Surprise, surprise. More Hawaii photos.

Here are some of my favorites from a Lu’au at Paradise Cove

Perfect sky to start our day.

My mother, myself and Megan :)

I adore this photos of my parents…

Making bracelets…

Fake tribal tattoo.

Megan, if you’re reading this….I know you’re smiling :) hehe

Hawaiin guy opening a coconut and my Pa.

While everyone was watching the pig ceremony thing, I was watching this…so peaceful.

Gorgeous bodies and amazing talent.

Love this.

A perfect way to finish off our long day…with Kash and Otis :)

Thank you for stopping by!

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Alex - Marissa, you are sooooo talented! Your photos are outstanding :) I love it!

Harmony Loves - first of all, gorgeous images! Second, I love the fake tribal tat on you. You might want to look into getting a real one :) Love ya girl!

ajira - I didn't know it was possible but your images make me want to visit Hawai'i even more. What gorgeousness you've captured. That poor dog wrapped in flowers. Love how he still looks dignified. LOL!! Oh. And you are BEAUTIFUL grrrrrllll!!

Megan-gan Flores - OMG i love your photos! and yes you know me well i did smile..i actually laughed but wrong guy ahh-hmmmm..its crazy how you catch the beauty of hawaii in just a little bit of photos!!! your kinda AWESOME!!lol love ya!!

Flip Flops and Heels

I know I have probably talked about it too much lately but I can’t help it. Heels and flip flops. We got back in San Diego late Thursday night after a month long vacation in Oahu, Hawaii and I think my feet and I are having a tough time adjusting.

I slipped in to my flip flops Friday morning and drove twenty minutes to pick up two orders of my favorite vegan food while I rapped sang about burning and lying with Eminem and Rihanna i cant tell you what it really is, i can only tell you what it feels like and right now there’s a steel knife in my windpipe…Then Katy Perry and Snoop Dogg, cali-for-nia girls, we’re undeniable, fine, fresh, fierce, we got it on lock…Then tons of Leona Lewis and I finished off with some Clay Walker and Reba McEntire. My favorite.

Then I sat in front of my television wearing my dear flip flops, ate and then ate some more. And as if I wasn’t comfortable enough, I changed into sweats, lay in bed, watched another movie and then took a nap. If that isn’t the definition of being a sloth, then I don’t know what is. But it was wonderful. And I made sure Saturday included more lounging and flip flop wearing Marissa with a trip to Tijuana for guacamole tacos and lemon ice cream. Perfection.

Then there was Sunday, the day I felt my vacation coming to an end. Before heading out to lunch I slipped on my flip flops and glanced at the heels I’d be wearing later that night. A few hours later, the evening rolled around and I survived four hours in heels. My feet hate me. The weird thing is I’ve been wearing heels since I was fifteen; I used to be able to wear them all day without a problem. I think this means I really am getting old because I can hardly handle them anymore. Or, it could be that I’m still stuck on vacation mode. I guess my feet and I still need a few more days to adjust.

The good thing is I have tons of pictures that remind me what it was like to wear sandals everyday…

During a trip to the swap meet…

Ended the day with this…

Began another day with picking up my parents at the airport who joined us for ten days :)

Remember Otis? (left) His buddy, Kash(right), was finally flown into the island in time for us to spend time with her. She looks silly in this photo but she is adorable in real life :)

I miss them already.

At Hanauma Bay for the second time…

Happy Monday!

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admin - @sean, you are amazing. thank you so much, this means so much to me. @marie, gracias! no pensaba hacer nada pero lo intentare! thank you!

marie Bernier - Se lo que se siente traer los pies inchados y no ponerte tus zapatillas favoritas. Talvez estes reteniendo liquidos tambien; en verano me pasa muy seguido. Tambien en vacaciones tiende uno a comer un poquito de mas y todo nuestro cuerpito sufre las consecuencias. Recomendacion: Haz agua de Jamaica natural sin mucha azucar, o compra te de hierba de Romero. Deja de comer cosas muy saladas; tambien te hace retener liquidos. Bueno espero y te sirva de algo estos consejos. Yo mis pies siguen creciendo, y yo solo he tenido que aprender ajustarme. Necesito, urgentemente perder peso. Esa es la unica solucion para mi. Hasta pronto Marie

sean - never, never, never stop writing and taking pictures, marissa. love the little things you write about, and i love how you document your life. it's awesome you're so you out here on the interwebs.

One Photo

As long as a photo can continue to take me back to the exact moment my index finger pressed the shutter button on my camera, as long as it allows me to remember what I was thinking, feeling and hoping for when I released the shutter button, as long as it continues to be a brief escape from the everyday and as long as it doesn’t let me forget; I will continue to take photographs. Even if the moments it brings me back to make my eyeballs release silent tears, it’s worth it. I don’t want to risk forgetting.

Because sometimes, one photo is all you need to remember something amazing. And this photo, with clouds in it of course, does exactly that for me…

Have a fabulous day and thank you for stopping by! I have tons more Hawaii photos I will be posting and then eventually I’ll get back to posting photos of people and gorgeous couples, and not just plants and pretty sunsets :)

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marie Bernier - Todo quedo plasmado en esta foto. L La creacion de Jehova, y el don que te a dado para saber captarla.

admin - Thank you Judie! :)

Judie - Wow, that truly is amazing!!

Short and Simple

I figured I’d keep the words to a minimum on the blog today considering yesterdays post had lots of words and not very many pictures. So I’m switching it up today, not many words but lots of photos. Short and simple, kinda’. Enjoy!

Here are some favorites from our visit to Waimea Valley

Every time I see these kinds of trees I catch myself acting like as if its the first time I’ve noticed them. They’re that beautiful.

love these two.

one of my favorites.

The waterfall we got to swim in…my first thought when we finally made it was that’s it? its tiny, but a few moments after swimming in it made me want to apologize. It was such a beautiful experience…I tried snapping shots while going inside the little cave behind the waterfall but it was so strong and intense, this is all I could get…and to be honest, I love it. It’ll always remind me of the moments I spent inside leaning on the rocks listening to the water roar a few inches from my body.

On our way out I noticed these lovelys…I wish I could have spent the entire day photographing them.

A short pause before heading to the beach…

megan, my brother, me and eddie :)

Sunset. Me and my camera. Just how I like it.

I sat on the rock I had earlier jumped off of (photos on yesterdays post) and watched the sunset. Breathtaking, as usual…I guess I wasn’t the only one daydreaming.

My favorite shot of clouds I’ve ever taken.

Happy Tuesday!

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Faustino - Nice black and white pictures.

admin - Thanks ladies! @amy, im still daydreaming! haha i need to wake up!

s h e r r y - :) Lovely photos! I loove that one of the b/w tree. LOVE those trees.

Alex - Wow!!!! 1011 and 1019 are my favorites!! LOVE IT!

amy :) - i just caught mysef daydreaming!! i feel as if i was in your photos! absolutely breathtaking marissa!! ahhhh jealousy

Braided Hair and Fitting In

I sat on one of the gym bars buried in the sand across the tetherball courts and cried. Moments before, one of my classmates had well intentionally pointed out the reason I would never be able to play with the “cool kids” during recess. I don’t remember the exact words she used, but being a lonely and insecure ten year old the words your clothes are ugly and the braids in your hair are soooo not cool are the ones that stuck with me. I looked down at my oversized cotton t-shirt and matching cotton pants, I didn’t care if they were pink and purple, I hated them. And the large butterflies and flowers printed on the front of my shirt, I hated them too.

I remember going home and staring at myself in the mirror wishing my hair wasn’t so dark and thick. I wanted shoulder length straight blonde hair, not the wavy, sometimes frizzy heavy locks of Mexican hair that rested all the way down my back. And there was no way I could get rid of the braids because brushing and braiding my hair every morning was almost as important and necessary as breakfast to my mother. If only I had gotten my dads blue eyes I would have a better chance of blending in with some of the pretty girls, I often thought while on my way to school.

It wasn’t until I stopped caring about fitting in that I was able to feel content. It wasn’t easy though because almost every school year I would catch myself trying to find ways to fit in so I had to snap myself out of it. Very often. And you’d think that as an adult I’d be done with that stuff but being away from my everyday life for a few weeks allowed me to realize I had been doing it again back home.

Trying to find ways to fit in.

Except this time, I was the one pointing out how different I am from everyone else. I was the one making myself wish I were different. I was the one telling myself that the way I am and the things I do are soooo not cool. So I’m writing this post to remind myself to snap out of it….Marissa, don’t be an idiot. Stop trying to be like everyone else. Trust me. You’re happiest when you are completely you. Whoever that may be. It’s ok if your story isn’t like everyone else. It’s ok if you haven’t booked 35 weddings to photograph your first year, if you’re nowhere close to being published, if you don’t hang out with any of the “cool” wedding photographers, if you don’t have “connections”, if you can’t brag about your inbox being filled with inquiries and it’s ok that you are not a full time photographer. Yet. And that’s only speaking about work stuff, don’t get me started with your personal life. Stop caring what others may think of you. Just be you. Even if, when you look in the mirror, all you see is a girl with dark braided hair wearing an oversized cotton shirt with flowers and butterflies printed on the front. Just be you.

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We spent some time at Waimea Bay a few days ago where there is a giant rock people jump off from and obviously, I had to try it. Better than a roller-coaster. For some reason I feel these photos fit with todays post. This is me jumping off the rock….

the moments before I jumped…

I took this photo when we arrived. love.

Have a great Monday! Lots more photos coming soon!

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Alex - I love this post, Marissa. I love it because it's so honest. It's more honest than I think I could ever be. Everyone goes on and on about the importance of being yourself, especially in the photography world, because as miss J* says, "you are your own competitive advantage" and you need to be what your whole brand revolves around etc etc ... but sometimes it's hard when you're trying so hard to fit in and find your place, it's hard because you get so wrapped up trying to "find yourself" or whatever that is .. I know that probably made no sense, but you're just so right. It's good sometimes to just stop to appreciate and love yourself for who you are. Thanks for the reminder.

Valerie - kool I would totally go to hawaii just to jump off the rock.

{15:51} photography - Marissa...this post made me cry. It made me cry because I was just having one of those days...weeks...months...{sigh}. You don't know me and I don't know you...but you're lovely! Thank you for sharing your life with us...

Liz - OMG marissa..you are too cute. I absolutely love the pictures. Especially the one where u are holding your husbands hand and then you jump. So much love. You are truly one of a kind. Keep up the good work!!

Regina - I can relate to you on so many levels and this is something I would have loved to say outloud to myself but we always struggle. You totally put in it my words but using your words =) . I can say though that I love being Mexican and wouldn't trade it for the world. It's just a part of who I am and love that I can say I am proud of who I am. Love your photos they bring a sense of comfort.

Loosing Track Of Time

I haven’t looked at a calendar in three weeks, I stopped wearing my watch and I haven’t thought about what day of the week it is. I’ve replaced my calendar with the sounds of the trash truck that makes its rounds on Tuesdays and my unofficial clock has become the chirps of the little birds that wake me up every morning. And because of this I haven’t realized how soon this vacation is coming to an end.

As I flipped through my phone today and landed on the calendar screen that I had been so carefully avoiding, I noticed that in exactly one week from today, I will be heading back home. And right this minute, I don’t really know how I feel about that. I miss my little girls so badly and I have a wedding I’m excited to shoot in September, but other than that, I don’t really think there is anything else I’m dying to go back to.

Sounds horrible, I know. But I guess that’s the reality of me right now, maybe one day it will be different. I don’t know if its the “reality” of things that I’m afraid to deal with or if its the mental list of things and goals that I want to reach that intimidate me. Or it could be sheer laziness. Or maybe confusion. Whatever it is, it’s making me want to fly back to San Diego only to pick up Lili and Lola, fly back to Hawaii or somewhere in Mexico and just be. Maybe, one day.

In the meantime, here are my favorites from an awesome hike up Diamond Head. Intense, hot and sweaty. But the views and the burned calories were very much worth it…

Half way up…

Why we decided to take the trip up the volcanic crater during the hottest time of the day is beyond me.

Right when you think you’re done…heeeeellllllooo stairs…

One of my favorites.

Inside of Diamond Head…

love.

This is retarded, I know :) but I’ve been doing this whenever I have my wide angle lens…this is right after finishing the hike…

Happy Friday!

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Faustino - Sigh! I miss Hawaii so much- or Havaii like the natives call it. Thanks for sharing the pictures. Made me remember some really nice times. I never realized I was climbing on the side of a huge crater when I went up Diamond Head. It wasn't until I saw a panoramic picture of it back when I was In San Diego that I realized it-What a Dork! :P

Mirelis Sanchez - Marissa... I can't stop looking through your Hawaii pictures (and all your pics in general). Soooo jealous. And sooo happy you're having a wonderful time. Enjoy!

sean - ahhh, bugger, i miss hawaii. your images are gorgeous, marissa. enjoy the moment where you are.

s h e r r y - Baha. I do love those wide angle shots! :)

Harmony Loves - too funny & too cute!!

Damaris Mia - Man... I miss Hawaii SO much :( I would so love to live there. Waahhh :( Anyway, BEAUTIFUL pictures!! xoxo, damaris mia

Jennifer Brotchie - Sooo awesome girl!

Pam - Ah, I've had that exact feeling before...leaving the Islands is always very SAD!!

Reminders About The Positive Stuff

It’s been a few days now, one too many, that I haven’t been able to get out and pretend I’m a runner. My body is officially on some sort of strike with an ongoing back issue and not only has it ruined my attempt to keep up my daily running goals but it’s preventing me from enjoying my vacation comfortably. This has thrown me into a weird mood for the past few days and it has not been pleasant. I’m annoyed and quite over it.

So here is my attempt to get back on track…remind myself about some of the wonderful things I’ve been able to experience within the last couple of weeks. Focus on the positive Marissa, focus on the positive…

-Watching sunsets on the beach. Breath, sigh, breath.

- Swimming/snorkeling next to sea turtles. I won’t even try to describe this…

- Reading for hours at a time.

- Staying up late and sleeping in till’ whenever I feel like it without having to worry about being anywhere at anytime.

- Shaved ice.

-Sand. Beaches. Sun. Water.

- Hiking and being able to take photos from awesome views.

- Going to my first Luau…major eye candy for all :)

- Experiencing Oahu with my family. Parents included.

- Listening to people speak with a Hawaiian accent.

- Swimming in a waterfall.

- Feeling an adrenaline rush while jumping off a huge rock into the beach…post to come later.

But there is one thing that beats this list and more, by far…

- Feeling my future niece kick and move inside of Megans belly. Oh. My. Gosh. If it was the only thing I did while spending time in Hawaii, I would be fine with that…definitely a special post to come later.

But for now, here are some photos of Manoa Falls…not that I feel these photos do it justice, but here is my attempt to capture its beauty…

We went on both trails and it was over two and a half hours of walking…

bamboo jungle.

love.

We found these near the waterfall…

The end of the first trail…I was too tired to take any photos during the second trail….

Something a little different…

Have a great night everyone!

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Pam - LOVE all your pics!! Especially the Bamboo! .....back to thinking how to go back soon...... :D

sean - LOVE this post from you, marissa. one of my favourites in recent memories. love all your positives, and what a stunningly beautiful, insanely gorgeous, drop dead breathtaking hike! jealous.

s h e r r y - Hawaii sounds/looks amazing! And I hope you're feeling like your usual self soon!!

The Reason I’ll Dye My Hair Black. Jet Black.

I’m sitting outside on my brothers patio with a perfect view of the bird feeder that, up until a few days ago, held adorable birds that would chirp and fly around me when I sat outside to read. But it’s been empty for two days so I’m hoping Jose remembers to bring home more bird food so they return and keep me company. Because obviously they only stick around when there is something in it for them. Some friends they are.

Anyway, back to the point. I’m sitting outside on my brothers patio…and besides the absence of birds around me, all I can think about is the shiny, silverish-whiteish strand of hair that sits on top of my head. Right in the middle of all my hair. I discovered it this afternoon when I finally pulled myself away from the book I’m reading and decided to do something about the messy ponytail I was sporting. I figured I should look somewhat presentable when we pick up my parents at the airport later today. I even went as far as to pull out my brush and hair straightener. Oooooo, fancy. And as I parted my thinning hair down the middle to divide it into sections I noticed a reflection on the very top of my head. I looked closer, blinked about a hundred times and then silently let out a sigh of defeat.

The little bastard just stood there, all perky and everything, staring right back at me. The fifth of it’s kind within the last year. A gray hair. A few months ago I found four more among my shoulder length hair and pulled them out almost instantaneously but quickly regretted it when Eddie told me two more will grow out for each one I pull out. Crap. So there I was this morning, glaring at it like as if it would magically disappear if I stared long enough. Nope. It’s still sitting above me as I type this.

I decided not to pull it out because I fear two more will grow in its place. Instead, to pretend the silver strand doesn’t bother me, I parted my hair right down the middle. I figure there is no point in trying to hide it because there must be hundreds more that will make an appearance sometime this year. And when they do, I’ll part my hair right down the middle again, walk into a salon and have it dyed for the first time ever. Jet black. And that’ll be that.

But until then, I’ll be enjoying the rest of my weekend with family, a couple of cold drinks and my new silver strand that sits like a cheap crown on the highest point of my head.

Question, in all seriousness, at what age are gray hairs supposed to show up?

Have a great weekend!

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Lorie - I pull out Abel's gray hairs all the time, one always grows back in the same place.

Mel - Girl, you are too funny! I love this post, full of painful acceptance...keep writing.

veronica - the little bastard mija? jajajajaja that was the funniest part of it all...get over it...your hair is finally catching up to ur real age that you and I only know about :)love you

Heather Mulholland - I don't know - Kevin keeps telling me to stop pulling his gray hair out because two will come in and I swear he now has about 20 to 30 on his head.

s h e r r y - :) I love your shoes. And no idea about grey hairs. I've found one or two before. And freeeaked out. I totally rip them out. :/ Haha. I hope 2 more don't grow in...

Pam - Ah, don't worry about the gray hair. It's a sign of wisdom! Besides, pulling them out and two growing back is an old wives tale.... (sorry Eddie) So glad your mom and dad are visiting you in Honolulu.... Wish I could go too! :D