I love sisters.
Maybe it’s because I never had one and I always imagined that if I’d had a sister we would have been BFFs always and forever and we could have plotted together against my two brothers and shared clothing and make-up and swooned over boys in high school. But, alas, I simply learned how to put together the baddest train track and imitate power rangers instead.![]()
Because of this overdose of boyness growing up, I find myself fascinated photographing sisters and toddler girls. It’s so amazing to see how different they are from the brothers I grew up with and my own son. It’s s refreshing world of pink and flowers and pixie wings. And, of course, they’re often not afraid to play nice in front of the camera for me.![]()




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