|Two above photos taken by the lovely Rachel Leigh|
On Saturday, I wrote a little something down: These two-day old memories are still so fresh that when I pull them out, I can still smell the frozen yogurt and cholrine on hair, hear the laughter down hotel hallways and songs sung in backseats, and see the faces of the girls I grew to love in just four days. I can’t believe it’s all over, that I’m home and those girls are home too. I love that when you come back from a trip, all the memories of the days past replay in your mind over and over. And you can’t stop thinking about the time you had. That’s how I feel right now. It was amazing, and that’s all I can say.
I learned so much from the talented, beautiful, hilarious Jessica. Sang in parking garages, backseats, elevators and restaurants with Hannah and Madeline. Laughed about big families with Hannah. And met these other girls and photographers whose names I had only read on an email. Each and every one of them was beautiful, talented, and so sweet. Reunion? I think yes.
From left to right: Anna, me, Hannah, Madeline, Jessica, Hannah, Chelsea, Julianna, Lauren, and Madi