Happy Friday! If our blog looks a bit finicky to you today, no worries. It’s on our end and for good reason. We’re in the process of updating our software and thought we’d whip up a new blog design at the same time. Stay tuned for some fancy new eye candy. We’re so excited!
It’s that time again. Communion season at Silverbox. Whether you’re in need of photos or custom invitations, we’re here to help you celebrate in style. Photo sessions are $200. and invitations start at $150 for a set of 25. If interested, please contact the studio at 215.256.6191.
Ok. Maybe I’m floating in the clouds three weeks after the fact, but who’s counting. I was just looking through some photos taken by the wonderful Kevin York and purchased a few photo keepsakes so we can re-live the weekend whenever our heart’s desire. Simply living the dream, one day at a time. Oh, and one more little treat, as if Kevin didn’t make me feel like a movie star already, how about actually being featured on the Tiffany’s site…Voila.
“At Last”, here’s one very interactive printable for your Valentine.
It’s as simple as this…
Feeling creative and want to use YOUR song?
1. Purchase a favorite bottle of wine.
So you’re not a techie and don’t own a smart phone or sound dock? No worries, just print the label and write your own little love note in the open space provided.
How about sending these sweet Valentines to those you love? These 5×7 double-sided cards have a little “to and from” area to personalize at the bottom. They come with the most delicious matching red envelopes. Set of 25 ~ $25. (tax and shipping additional). Interested? Simply email firstname.lastname@example.org with your request and we’ll send out a set filled with love.
I created this video for a pocket full of reasons. One being the most obvious…to capture a moment in time and to relive a weekend that will go down as my favorite to date.
I feel the other reasons hold a little more substance in my decision to do so. It’s was so important for me to share it with you and serve as inspiration to do it yourself. Really…think about it. We live on this planet for such a short time, so why not live it to it’s fullest. You never know what tomorrow is going to bring. Quite honestly, I had a tinge of feeling a little presumptuous at the start, but now that it’s past, I can honestly say, it was one of the best things I’ve ever done for myself. It doesn’t have to be in NYC or even in a ball gown. It should reflect you.
I must tell you that Kevin York, our photographer, said I was a difficult subject matter to deal with until I surrendered myself to the camera, as it was quite tricky being on the other side of the lens. It took some doing and a glass of champagne here and there, (I may start serving champagne at the studio on photo session days) but Kevin has such an underlying talent of pulling passion out of people. While I know I’m not a young gal on her wedding day, Kevin made me feel like the most beautiful woman on this planet, and Ted, well, he makes me feel that way every day.
My main reason for preserving this weekend was to have a keepsake for my children and to show them what love looks like after twenty years of marriage. Oh, life and marriage can be oh-so-bumpy at times, but if you buckle up and ride it together, you’ll find yourself on this beautiful road with the wind in your hair. My hope is that when Ted and I are long gone, a photo book that was created and filled with so much love, back in 2012, will sit somewhere on a coffee table of one of our grandchildren to remind them how it’s never to late to celebrate life and love.
I had a dream.
A dream that I slow danced on the Brooklyn Bridge with the love of my life. That I wore a ball gown in Times Square that glistened in the lights. That I stayed in the most breath-taking suite fit for a princess that was set inside a snow globe.
I had a dream that I shopped at Tiffany’s, dressed in vintage Hepburn attire, and left with the most beautiful color turquoise blue you’ve ever seen. That I lived in a world where no detail was missed.
I was surrounded by friends and an abundance of love. I smelled white roses, and we all drank Dom Perignon, and were dressed to the nines. I had a little story book that magically updated itself with the sweetest sentiments from friends and family near and far.
I danced the night away, embraced forty, and left my mark on a great big city with a little sprinkling of champagne-colored sequins and tears. I dreamt it was all captured to be preserved forever.
Then I remembered, it wasn’t a dream.
It was real.