The Love Story 7.

  What I knew at the beginning of the day was that I had been scared to death of not doing a good enough job. The bride was a photographer I respected, so were her parents. I was a peewee from Georgia, who liked taking pictures of mailboxes and frogs. And people – when I…

chip on your chiseled shoulder, Ma’am

Note. This is highly un – Politically Correct. If you¬†disagree, please comment with respect, or not at all.¬† There’s a lot of talk nowadays about us women – what we deserve, what we go through just Being Women; how great we are and how everyone needs to acknowledge that. We make the world go round….