SIDE NOTE: This year I tried a fanny pack. Yes, yes I did. Although handy, I realize now how ridiculous I look. Next year, I’ll be more fancy and get me a waist apron to carry all the junk I like to have nearby.<\/span><\/p>\n Let me share with you a couple of goodies and blackmail material.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n A special thanks to Leigh Anne, Ola, Myesha and Jasmine for stepping in when I needed an extra hand.<\/span><\/p>\n I can’t wait for next year!<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Behind the Scenes 2017: My many faces and weird shooting positions The year end is here and with it a long road traveled.\u00a0I usually keep the behind the scenes to myself but thought it would be fun for you to see some behind the scenes.\u00a0 SIDE NOTE: This year I tried a fanny pack. Yes, yes I did. Although handy, I realize now how ridiculous I look. Next year, I’ll be more fancy and get me a waist apron to carry all the junk I like to have nearby. Let me share with you a couple of goodies and blackmail material.\u00a0 First, here’s me shooting: This year, I wore dresses to two weddings. Did I mention I don’t like dresses? You wonder why? Because, I go ON the dance floor with all my couples and their guests. I get my best angles this way. And my shooting poses are to envy. I also like pretending to dance with my invisible soul mate. Sometimes my mind wonders and a guest photo bombs me. Then maybe not. My face when I realize I may not be able to stand up by myself. The day I got a dance and kept shooting. OK, I lied. This is my favorite picture! Truly captures the way I am and feel during the day. Thank you to Nelan for being my desserts’ soulmate this year. A special thanks to Leigh Anne, Ola, Myesha and Jasmine for stepping in when I needed an extra hand. I can’t wait for next year!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":7125,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"image","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[122],"tags":[175,123],"class_list":["post-7081","post","type-post","status-publish","format-image","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-personal","tag-behind-the-scenes","tag-personal","post_format-post-format-image"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7081","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7081"}],"version-history":[{"count":20,"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7081\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10596,"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7081\/revisions\/10596"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7125"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7081"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7081"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/daissytorres.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7081"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}First, here’s me shooting:<\/h4>\n
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<\/a>This year, I wore dresses to two weddings. Did I mention I don’t like dresses? You wonder why?<\/h4>\n
Because, I go ON the dance floor with all my couples and their guests. I get my best angles this way.<\/h4>\n
<\/a><\/p>\nAnd my shooting poses are to envy.<\/h4>\n
<\/a>I also like pretending to dance with my invisible soul mate.<\/h4>\n
<\/a>Sometimes my mind wonders and a guest photo bombs me.<\/h4>\n
<\/a><\/a><\/a>Then maybe not.<\/h4>\n
<\/a><\/a>My face when I realize I may not be able to stand up by myself.<\/h4>\n
<\/a>The day I got a dance and kept shooting.<\/h4>\n
<\/a><\/a>OK, I lied. This is my favorite picture! Truly captures the way I am and feel during the day.<\/h4>\n
<\/a>Thank you to Nelan for being my desserts’ soulmate this year.<\/h4>\n
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