Browsing 31 posts tagged with Indie.

 
 

Edinburgh

Nipped through to Edinburgh this weekend seeing as it’s less than an hour from where I now live, and I had to drop off secret files to my sister on a secret hard drive like a secret agent. Yeah. We had a sisterly couple of days together where we did more shots for our fashion blog (which I’ll be updating early next week) and had lunch at Frederick’s Coffee House on Frederick Street.

Okay, let me tell you about this coffee shop… They do white hot chocolate and white mochas, which you just have to try because white chocolate is the best chocolate. The food is good, too (next time I’ma get some cake). And the colour of the walls is the colour I’ve bought for my living room. Yaldi.

 
 

Firepie

Gary, Gary, Gary. Are you sick of seeing Gary’s face yet? ‘Cos there are still a few days left with him until he flies to the other side of the world for his 3 month tour with the Chilli Pipers. Seriously, there aren’t many people I can spend a great deal of time with, but Gary is one of them. I will miss him, but I’m sure the 3 months will pass quickly. When he returns it will be Christmas! I will almost be 25! Shit.

 
 

Indie: Week One Outtake

OK! So I have started a project where I’ll be taking a photograph of my dog, Indie, every week. The problem is, she’s so photogenic I end up with more than one shot, so I figured I’d post the outtakes on my blog and the real deal on my Flickr. Then when it’s all wrapped up, I’ll have the whole set published on my portfolio. Sheesh!

 
 

The Dogs

Carolyn has come and gone, and with her she took her annoying lovable pug, Malia. My dog, Indie, is on the left and they don’t get along very well. Actually, to be fair it’s my dog’s fault; she’s awfully unsociable and generally dislikes all dogs, so I was surprised to see them sitting so close.

 
 

The Great Scottish Outdoors

This has to be the hottest day of the year so far, right? My pink shoulders are testament to this. My friend and I decided to jump in the Mini, speed out of the city and spend the day beach and forest hopping. We also brought my dog, Indie, which was a bit of a gamble as she doesn’t travel well, but we all had lots of fun. Gah, Scotland is so pretty!

 
 

“Gimme that biscuit”

Indie gets what she wants with that face. Also, ƒ1.4 on a full frame camera, mmm. I know I’ve been shooting with the 50mm and 5D for a year now, but I still get excited by it.

 
 

Friday Night Glow

It was the first peep of sun we’d had in a month or so, or at least it felt that way. This could only mean one thing; a Friday night sesh on the terrace. There’s something really beautiful about the golden light the sun casts as it sets, and it always always always urges me to get my camera out. Always. Fortunately for me, my friends know that having a camera in their face is a given when you hang with me.

I also made a golden hour montage, which I uploaded to Flickr.

 
 

Indie, my pup

I would like to formally introduce you to my dog, Indie. I don’t think I’ve done that yet, have I? Indie is from Cardonald Cat and Dog home. She was dumped at the grounds where it took staff 4 days to catch her (it was only because she got stuck in a fence that she was eventually caught). She was quickly re-homed, but they brought her back after a week because she was difficult. I’ve had her for 4 years, I think.

I also took this photo of her just a few minutes ago. I think she got a good home, huh? Oh, and if my mum sees this, yes, I know I still haven’t called the estate agent …

 
 

Early Summer Nights

These warm evenings are making me feel summery, even if it is only April. I can’t wait to get some garden furniture for my terrace and enjoy a few ice cold ciders out there. Last night, however, my friend Gary and I enjoyed dinner and Diet Cokes at Nando’s. Seriously, you can’t go wrong with a Nando’s, but a Nando’s at golden hour = perfection.

 
 

Sunday in the West End

Today was one of those perfect Sundays; beautiful weather and an impromptu meet-up with a friend at Kelvingrove park. It’s strange, but walking a mere 15 minutes from my house makes me feel like I’m completely outwith Glasgow. Or at the very least it makes Glasgow feel less like a city. The real estate is completely different to the area I live in, I just found it all really charming.

 
 
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