I want to explain these photos.

I promise I haven't gone into hibernation. 

I've been totally engrossed in developing the website I purchased from GoDaddy.com for JisforJudy.com and am in the process of becoming technologically talented with web design for PC/Mac/Mobile Phones/this TRS80. You don't know what that is? Fine fine, I'm old. Just say it.  Here's a pic of our family's first computer, the TRS80:

Not a joke, this bad boy required 3 days of  coding to enter a name in the address book.
Which was all computers were at the time,  a 100 lb. address book...
annnnd  occasionally to play Frogger on a floppy disk.

Not the point. 

Apologies.
I'm diligently organizing my site so that you'll enjoy not only the bloggity nonsense posted, but also for ease of access with any device! If I'm really lucky, JisforJudy.com ends up beautiful AND functionally fantastic. But I'm driving this bus, so you really never know.

So what photos were taken and why? Check it out! I have a new neighbor... Sussanah Dowell!
My new experience is brought to you courtesy of this talented photographer who out of the kindness of her heart mentioned she could take some pics of me all gussied up in my RentTheRunway dress, in our new 'hood. Surely she was suffering from hypoxemia after that CrossFit workout when she slurred this offer at me, but it sounded like a verbal contract and there we were. An obvious binding agreement. Again, she's my neighbor, we literally share a wall with her, so where's she going to go?
 Sussssssssanaaahhh..... I knoooooow you're hooooome. 

(She likes it best when I whisper this through walls in the middle of the night. I just know it.)

Sussanah approximated a time of day for the best natural lighting (between it's-hot-as-balls thirty, and no-that's-sweat-I didn't-piss-my pants o'clock) and we moseyed out for a quick shoot. Have you been to the South? Southern humidity explains why people commit homicide. It's that awful. I had to wear one of those strapless adhesive bra getups (ladies, you've seen it on TV. Now hear the tale) for this dress, and within a good 7 minutes IT JUST GAVE UP. I mean, in dramatic fashion I felt it set itself loose during the shoot and I just blurted out, "Free boobin' it. In front of god and everyone. This is happening." 

Also, we did strange things to get these pictures.

She laid down in a 3 lane road and told this high class escort to walk slowly across the street while cars tried to mow us down. I did something my mother told me never to do. Look directly into the sun. For a very long time. So needless to say, I needed Rollups to stumble back inside afterward, but it was a tremendously entertaining and fun experience. Moreover, I'm 100% positive the stellar results she obtained with her specific eye for aesthetics, organized planning, and a sense of humor were why we hit this one out of the park.

And I hope we get to do it again! 

So... the pics. Mind you there were some great ones where I was really pulling some awkward faces, pointing, showing too much badonkadonk, or assuming a superhero stance (bum batta bahhhh!)... but here are a few that made me exceptionally happy: 

...And if you like 'em and want to see more of her work, or are interested in securing her for a photo shoot, check out her site: Susannah Dowell or find her on Facebook!

Nearly road kill in the South,

- blind n' sweaty Judy