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These Little Kings

My friends are insanely handsome and I love them. Thanks for being in my life, boys!

 
 

Summery Sunday in Belfast

On Saturday I headed to Belfast to celebrate Paddy’s birthday in The Hudson Bar (happy birthday, Paddy!). It was my first surprise birthday party, so I was pretty excited about yelling SURPRISE. It was a stellar weekend in regards to the weather, so there were plenty of pints outside Duke of York, followed by a relaxing Sunday sunbathing on the grass at City Hall. This was my fourth visit to Belfast, and I finally had a Boojum. Oh. My. God. I’ve also been encouraged to pursue my wrestling career by Hughes, so watch out for that.

 
 

Dain Scottish ‘Hings

My friends I stayed with in Brooklyn, New York are in Scotland for a few days, so we visited Edinburgh to do a fraction of sightseeing. The tables have turned as I was a tourist in New York when visiting Dustin and Margaret, and now Dustin is a tourist in Scotland (Mags grew up here. We went to primary school together).

Although spending most of the day in Edinburgh, we really didn’t accomplish much other than a pub meal at the Grassmarket, a visit to my sister’s boutique, and coffee at Fredericks. Still, it was nice to see them before they fly across the Atlantic. We’ve talked about spending a bit of summer in Minnesota, where Dustin is from. I hope that happens.

 
 

Blythswood Ladies

On Wednesday night I tagged along to Next’s event at Blythswood Hotel, held in the £1500 a night penthouse suite. The event was intended for fashion bloggers, promoting Next’s Christmas line, but Miss Linny O invited me knowing that I enjoy a canapé or two and can’t turn down a glass of Prosecco. Oh, and my big sister happened to be there, too. Oh, and there was a terrace with a view of the city.

 
 

One Week in New York

So there we were, hunners of us, all with cameras and visiting New York City, taking trivial photos of the banal, like a Macy billboard or NYPD car. But that’s what you do when you’re in NYC.

I did it the first time I visited in 2010, but this time was a little more… authentic. Firstly, my friend put me up in her Brooklyn apartment, introduced me to her friends, and took me to haunts I’d have otherwise missed. I got out of Manhattan and visited Williamsburg, Bushwick and other Brooklyn spots (my favourite being Brooklyn Heights). I became familiar with, but failed to master, the New York subway. Gosh, I even saw a woman poop on it.

Highlights included having my morning coffee in a sunny Central Park, a cheeseburger at Roebling Tea Room in Williamsburg, taking in the view at Top of The Rock, a photo walk along the promenade at Brooklyn Heights, meatballs with Jack, a banana shake at Bareburger, a Saturday stroll through the Meatpacking District, getting lost on the NY subway, mac and cheese at The Brooklyn Star, visiting the Foursquare office, and free booze at a nightclub in Manhattan.

One week later and I’ve just arrived home in Glasgow. Holidays are fun, but nothing beats my King size bed, being with Indie, and my general routine (I like my routine).

Without further ado, here’s my week in New York. In photos.

 
 

Football Faces

I watched the England vs Italy match in Maggie Mays with Big Ry, Wee Ry and Reid. I shot these at ISO 6,400 (minus the outdoor one, naturally) on the MKIII. I left the noise untouched in post-pro so you can see how the MKIII fairs at high ISO. S’alright.

And the football, yeah. Well, with my mum’s boyfriend being from Sheffield, I was rooting for England to win. This is unusual for a Scot and the whole pub seemed behind Italy. I’m not a big football fan at all, though, but I am enjoying catching the occasional game.

Afterwards we gatecrashed a 21st Birthday party at 13th Note. It was bizarre. I’m looking forward to work in the morning. It’s just past midnight and I am going to stop talking now.

 
 

Robert and Oonah’s Belfast Wedding

I am always humbled when people give me the opportunity to photograph their wedding. Their wedding. It was more-so  humbling when Robert and Oonah, two people I now consider friends, invited me over to Belfast – a city I’m not familiar with – and entrusted me in photographing their special day.  Oonah sent me the loveliest words after seeing the photos.

“You’ve captured all the people in my life who mean so much to me, we are so so grateful, it’s like you knew what I was imagining and just made it!”

I lucked out with Robert and Oonah; least of all because they both scrub up well (not that I had any doubts), or because they were laid back enough to carry on taking photos outdoors after the rain started, but because everybody who attended their wedding was genuinely happy for them and the vibe was, therefore, perfect throughout the entire day. That made my job easy.

 
 

Sausage Party

I love a sausage party, and I was very grateful to be invited to my friend’s sausage party that they hold every year on May 28th. It took place at Glasgow Green. I don’t spend much time there, but I’ve decided that I prefer it over Kelvingrove Park.

Oh, and this weather! If I, a fair skinned auburn haired woman thing, can get a bit of colour then you know it’s been a good week weather wise. A memorable week, but I’m ready to wind down from all the food, ice cream and ciders that the sun has entailed.

 
 

Wednesday Mojitos

How did this happen? It’s Wednesday. I shouldn’t be drinking. Or eating crisps. My friend is a bad influence. I’m going to the cinema in 30 minutes. How am I ever going to concentrate on American Pie?

 
 

Portraits

Had a few friends come round last night for some pizza and cider, so I busted out the camera for some straight-up portraits. It’s nice to stand on a chair, be taller than everyone and do some straight-up portraits. These two guys are both called Ryan. They play in These Little Kings with another guy called Ryan.

 
 
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