You’re hot then you’re cold

Spring in Oregon reminds me of the Katy Perry song ‘Hot n cold’. Like for real:

‘Cause you’re hot then you’re cold
You’re yes then you’re no
You’re in then you’re out
You’re up then you’re down
You’re wrong when it’s right
It’s black and it’s white
We fight, we break up
We kiss, we make up
(You) You don’t really want to stay, no
(You) But you don’t really want to go-o
You’re hot then you’re cold
You’re yes then you’re no
You’re in then you’re out
You’re up then you’re down

So, we’re just going to go with it. It’s different every day. In my head, I’m imagining a spring photo shoot with all the cherry blossoms and a fun twirly floral dress. In reality, I’m dragging out my knee high boots and tights to stay warm, and the rain and high winds have knocked most of the blossoms off the trees already. Whatever. I’m over it. (I think.) So, I dragged out a springy pink sweater and off we went.

 

Coming out of spring outfit in pink, black and white

I also tried to imitate a hairdo I had on set a couple of weeks ago. My version I didn’t get a good shot of, but the back didn’t look nearly as defined as theirs. Mine:

 

Twirly earrings + side bun

Theirs:

Twisted side bun

 

Yeah. So my hairdo skills need work. Theirs had way better twists in it, but if you didn’t know what I was aiming for, you couldn’t tell, right? Riiiight? I don’t care. I’m going to go twirl now even though I don’t have a good twirly spring dress to twirl in. Sometimes you’ve just gotta twirl. And this bridge is really cool!

 

Twirl!

 

I got a spot of mascara on my coat that day. Oops. It came out most of the way when I tried cleaning it off.

 

Pink and black outfit

 

We saw two bunnies on this path. They were so cute. Maybe I’ll share photos of them another day.

 

Spring pink + black and white

 

Somewhere along the way, the little black rubber soles on the ends of my boots fell off on the path… Hmmm. These boots aren’t made for walking down rough gravelly paths apparently.

 

Down the path

 

Yeah, so, I present to you a perfectly imperfect me. One who gets mascara blobs on her clothes, loses the rubber heel covers on her boots, can’t copy a hairdo if her life depended on it. Sometimes I think fashion bloggers are too busy trying to present a perfect front to the world. I’m certainly not perfect, nor do I want the world to think I am.

 

Pink sweater, black and white skirt, Betsey Johnson bow purse, ivory coat + knee high black boots

 

 

Silver twirl earrings

 

 

I myself am entirely made of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.

I myself am entirely made of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.

 

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~ All photos were taken by Calvin Hodgson.  You can find his work on Flickr and on his blog.

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Published by Maureen Jordan

Hi! My name is Maureen and I enjoy hiking, fashion, food, a good book and a cup of tea! I'm a photographer & actress from Oregon. I live with my two sons & two pretty ragdoll furbabies near the Portland metro area.