During my time in Paris, Carin and I shot a few series of photos that were more stylized than my normal outfit posts. We both share a love for creating short stories with a romantic mood to our photos, whether that be through details as simple as a facial expression, softness in the hands, post-editing, or the time of day we shoot to create an appropriate ambience. This is why I just adore shooting with Carin. She’s the closest photographer I’ve found to have such a similar eye to Luke’s in terms of framing and seeing beyond the obvious photo opportunities in one location, yet still brings her own unique perspective, incredible and modest talents, and pure passion for photography every time we shoot together. Plus I quickly learnt she’s just as
crazy open-minded as Luke and I are when it comes to doing absolutely anything to get that one shot. At one point we were questioning how I could climb underneath the Pont Alexandre III (a bridge that crosses over the Seine River in Paris) to get this particular photo. A photo that would have been amazing but perhaps illegal.
This post was dedicated to the faux Parisian life I’m imagining I’m living in a parallel universe, where I can speak fluent French and eat as many glazed eclairs as I want. A life where I sit on the corners of cafes and gaze out of windows, keeping cosy with a hot pot of green tea and dreaming about said eclairs, more eclairs, and other non-relavant to every day life but extremely delicious things that I can Instagram about which cause people to question if I, in fact, eat all of the things I Instagram about. Oh god, even Instagram rules my ideal world. There’s no hope for me after all.
Photos by Carin Olsson