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The looks of my life; the looks of my loves, and what I look like.

I love the look on Jaren’s face when we are at a party and I catch him staring at me from across the room, looking at me like he is seeing me for the first time. I love the smile I get from Gunnar when we are on the carpet playing cars, trains, or dinosaurs; he stares at me amazed, like I am the coolest mom who has motorized and prehistoric sounds coming from my mouth. I am in love with the look I get from my baby girl each morning when i get her out of bed; she beams because I am someone special to her. I love my parents’ faces when I walk through the doors of home after having been gone for a long time; their eyes fill with love, and I see a reminiscent comfort. I love the expression my sister gives when she realizes the adoption cleared; they will be getting another baby.  I love the weary grin on my brother’s face as he crosses the finish line of his 64th marathon.  I love the surprise on my girlfriend’s face when I gift her our favorite lip gloss we thought was discontinued. I love the look on my face when I find the perfect pair of slimming jeans or the most flattering swimsuit. I even love the look on children’s faces when they get all pouty and sad because they don’t get their way. I love the look of graduation day: the look of accomplishment, success, and the anticipated future. I love the look of a man totally devoted to one woman because she completes his heart. I love the look of unexpected surprises, the look of a fourth of July picnic, the look of first visits to Disneyland, the look of falling stars, the look of Winter's first snow, the look of a long overdue vacation, the look of winning soccer teams, the look of cookies fresh from the oven, the look of christmas morning, the look of family, the look of mothers drinking in their new babies, the look of unspoken yet powerfully present love. I love the expressions, the countenances, the features, and the presence of life and its undeniably endearing moments, and I love immortalizing them forever with my camera. 

This blog fuses the looks of my life and looks of my loves. It follows my expressions of growth, both professional and personal, and it allows you to take a peek at my moments, my thoughts, and my heart.

I would love to meet your look. 

the winter queen

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you’ve seen here before, but i can’t stop thinking about her today. so i thought we could revisit, seeing as it is her season and all.

love to maria, kat, and teryn. these images remind me of all of you!

the winter queen by e.j. stevens

In the dark world of Shadow
During Solstice the Longest Night
The Winter Queen stirs
While her dreaded frost minions
Take flight

In this land of cold and fear
Stands a palace of ice and stone
Where locked deep within
Sits the Winter Queen upon
Her throne

Awareness returns to her
As she tries to open her eyes
Memory and pain
Erupts, but ice seals away
Her cries

The only thing not frozen
Are Winter Queen’s immortal tears
Which sparkle as they
Flow down her cheeks mingling with
Her fears

No one dare enter her realm
No man will ever kiss her lips
For death lingers in
Her embrace, into abyss
He’ll slip

So on this dark Solstice night
The Winter Queen sits upon her throne
Knowing she will sit here
Forever frozen and all
Alone.

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December 16, 2011 - 4:44 pm damara - I just love this session that you and Teryn did! So beautiful.

December 15, 2011 - 5:22 pm Teryn - Love everything you do Kamee. Such a spectacular shoot - so glad to have been a part of it!

December 15, 2011 - 12:15 pm Tracy - These are some of my favorites of yours. They are so different and magical.

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