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    Mexico Inspiration — Rosemary Clothing Boutique

    You're Your Own Worst Critic!

     

    A friend of mine took these photos on Thursday, and I love them for so many reasons. I love that it was my little Paul’s first time naked in the ocean.   I love that I shared that moment with a new friend. I love that our big Paul was surfing in front of us. I love that the day was stormy and the ocean had a mysterious feel, and it was warm out but not scorching hot. The air felt soft that day, like the sand. I love that it wasn’t planned because then everything was very natural.

     I was planning to sift through the photos and edit them, or just post the ones that I was looking best in… then I decided a few things. 1, this post wasn’t about me. 2, the theme of this day was about feeling the moment and being natural. 3, (and most importantly) why am I my own worst critic.

     It’s strange how your first instinct when you see a photo of yourself is to pick it apart and start staring at all the imperfections (for me anyway). Part of growing older for me is about accepting that your face and body grows older too, and that is ok. I wish I were a person who loved photos of myself. I have found one thing to be true though; have you ever looked back at a photo you hated a few years ago, and all of the sudden you don’t think its so bad? This happens to me all the time. I always think, “why did I hate this photo so much?”. I believe it’s because by the time you look back at it, you have already aged a few more years and are used to seeing the current you, so the old you starts looking better!  

     So, here are my photos from Thursday, unedited! Well I did do one little thing; I put a shell on my little Paul in the photo that was the most explicit.  Enjoy

     

    Busy season is here, and our shop is open for business!

    In Sayulita Mexico (where our flagship store is located) we have a high season and a low season.  High season is usually from about December to May.  Many business close up shop for the summer because the weather is very hot and humid and tourism is low.  But, there are some super cool things about summer in Sayulita which is starting to draw in the more savvy, rugged and adventurous traveler.  In the summer the rains are heavy and many of our streets turn to rivers.  The rains come once or twice a day and last for a few hours.  Sometimes the lightening and thunder that accompany the storms is so loud that it sounds like your roof is going to split open. If the rains start and you are in town, you may get trapped for a bit unless you are in the mood to get muddy and wet.  This is a fun time for the locals to get caught up and socialize.  I will never forget one local told me many years back that there is so much moisture and life in the air during this time, that you can actually watch a plant grow and open up right before your eyes.  Anyway, businesses in town take this time to relax and do small renovations to get ready for busy season and this is what we have been up to also...   Read more about our special little pueblito here, www.sayulita.com!

     

    Inspired By Nature

    Life in Mexico is always interesting.  As I was driving to the shop to pick up the girls for our photoshoot, I noticed a horse walking down the main road into town.  I have to admit, this is not a completely uncommon occurrence in Sayulita, but the horse would usually be being cautiously followed by a man with a rope.  This horse however, was just wandering alone right down the middle of the street.  I was especially intrigued because I was thinking what great photos it would make if I could somehow commandeer this horse.  The horse was gorgeous, a sleek black with grey, brown and white spots.  With horses on my brain, I picked up the girls and we proceeded to the spot I had picked out for the shoot.  A rustic rodeo grounds just outside of town. The grounds were breathtaking.  It had been lightly raining off and on all day so the sky had a grey-ish look to it with intermixed sunny spots.  Being the rainy season, the vegetation was overflowing in all directions, and the grounds looked like a fluorescent green blanket had been laid down.  The shoot was going great (as pouring rain could have burst from the sky at any moment ruining the leather purses we were photographing).  We were almost finished when I looked over to the right and to my utter delight that horse from the street appeared.  I thought maybe the corona I just drank had literally gone straight to my brain, but it was in fact that very same horse.  I knew my chance had arrived.. I told my model and my photographer to head the horse off on one side and I would try to steady it on the other.  This horse was very skiddish, I think it must have been on the wander for a while.  It took some effort but eventually we were able to sneak a few photos of the gorgeous, wild and free creature.  I thought maybe, just for a moment, that I manifested this whole course of events.  Probably just a stroke of luck, mixed with an openness for the unexpected opportunity when working with nature.