Last weekend was my one free weekend of the summer, so Zach and I headed to Santa Fe! I grew up in Santa Fe and try to go back every few years, even though we don't have family there to visit. (I still have kind of a strange accent. I sometimes get asked what country I'm from... I blame it on Santa Fe.) It's weird - I love the mountains and I'm pretty sure I live in one of the most beautiful places ever, but I frequently find myself missing the desert. There's just something so peaceful and raw about it - it feels like home still. The buttery light, the soft colors of the sage and adobe, the amazing food and the smell of dirt in the bright hot sun... sigh. I love it.If you haven't been to Santa Fe before, you must go. Must. I'm sure you have a mental image of something called (unfortunately) "Santa Fe style" or "Southwestern style", but it's not like that at all - I swear. "Southwestern style" is cheap and tacky and full of garish colors and stuffed rabbits with antlers glued on to their heads; but the real Santa Fe, the place, is classy and full of amazingly friendly people, soft pastel desert colors, great great light, and mellow earth tones with occasional punches of turquoise. I would absolutely die to shoot a wedding or an engagement session there. Please?! I'll love you forever...
