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I’m having a blast with albums right now. I love that I get to relive the time I spent with my clients! The one I’m working on now is for Jennifer & Tim, Casa Real, November 2008. They were wonderful and crazy in love, and had no fear of the camera. One of my favorites they’ve decided to put in their album – wanna see?
Smokin' Hot Couple at Casa Real
Today’s a great day. The sun is starting to peek out, the album I’m working on for Laura & Colin is really looking good, and we just got wonderful news. WeddingWire, the nation’s leading wedding technology company, just announced that Rhee Bevere Photography has been selected to receive the 2010 Bride’s Choice Awards™ for photography!!
The annual Bride’s Choice Awards™ recognizes and celebrates excellence in quality and service within the wedding industry, as determined by recent reviews and extensive surveys from over 500,000 newlyweds.
From the press release: Rhee Bevere Photography is among the top five percent of all vendors in the WeddingWire community, which includes over 100,000 wedding professionals across the US and Canada. Awards were given to winners across 19 different service categories, from wedding venues to wedding photographers. “We are excited to recognize and honor the success of the top wedding professionals within the WeddingWire Community” said Timothy Chi, WeddingWire’s Chief Executive Officer. “The annual Bride’s Choice Awards™ program has given us the unique opportunity to highlight the best wedding professionals in each region as reviewed by brides and grooms who have utilized their services in the past year.” We are happy to announce that Rhee is among the very best wedding photographers within the WeddingWire Network, which includes WeddingWire and Martha Stewart Weddings.
My brides and grooms are the BEST! We would like to thank our past newlyweds for nominating us for the 2010 Bride’s Choice Awards™ – thank you!
I love big albums. Love designing them big, love showing them big. But this time I thought I’d be a little more, um, manageable with our studio album! We’ve retired our trusty 14×14 album from the Palm Event Center and I’ve just finished a 12×16 album to go with the 12×12. One is more conservative, with leather and canvas. The other is more showy, with an acrylic cover over a metal print bonded to the back.
What’s really cool is the companion book that will go with it. It’s press printed with a metallic cover, a mini version of the big one that you can pop into a purse. Fun!
Tiffany and Javier’s wedding last summer at Nestldown is featured and I’m so excited to share. Want to see a bit? 
Tiff and Jav's first dance at Nestldown
The cocktail hour from Tiff & Jav's wedding
One of the first things that struck me about Molly when I first met her was how fat she was. Couldn’t even get her hind leg behind her ear to scratch she was so fat. And it was over 100 degrees in the Venice Beach sun and the poor little thing couldn’t breathe, panting over a bowl of water as she and her brother Miles waited for someone to adopt them.
The second thing was how beautiful and full of spunk she was. If she didn’t already have the name Molly, I would have named her Pinky after Pinky Tuskedaro from Happy Days. Tough and cute.
She hiked like a boy dog, barked and fussed like a boy dogs, and chased animals behind the TV. “Where’d they go?” she seemed to say when she came back from around the entertainment center. She’d rub her tummy in the grass, commando style. She LOVED grass. Her little ears would bounce in the wind and were so soft.
She could understand me. At least, when she could still hear. And even when the gray started to sneak into her muzzle she still looked like a puppy. She’d hop up the stairs like a bunny – a bad sign that nerve damage was on the way said one vet. He was right.
She started to lose control of her back legs about 6 months ago, dragging her little back paws as she walked. We were okay with getting her a rickshaw, but then our vet said the paralysis was spreading to her front, too. Soon it would be her lungs that would be paralyzed.
This past Christmas we had her stay with our vet, knowing she was pretty healthy besides the nerve damage, but she took a bad turn. When we came back from our winter trip, she was shaking, her eyes were bloodshot, and she coudn’t breathe. She stopped trying to move. Or eat.
Right now, she’s at the bridge with our boy pug Einstein, waiting for us to come and play with her again, like we did when she was a younger fiesty little fireball of a thing. I will miss you so much little Pinky. So much.