Soul Sista'

Back when my name was Khara Lintel (before Emir and I got married) people often thought my name was Kharalyn Tel.... ha! (especially over the phone....) Imagine my surprise when I got a phone call from a real Karalyn, who even spells is similarly!

Karalyn stopped by last week for headshots for the upcoming Mrs. Nebraska competition. We had SUCH a blast!

That was too fun Karalyn! Thanks and good luck!

Megan + Nate Part Deux

Megan + Nate's photos are up! Enjoy crew! Here are some more of my faves... (gotta luv the dress shots!)

They were married at a church in Omaha... the ceiling was soooo cool!

I love character shots like this. Taken in between formal portraits, shots like these become quick faves...

Cold, windy and surrounded by concrete, we were pushing the creative envelope when it came to scenic locations... I love how this worked out! Look at that DRAMA!

Another first dance pic... workin' the lens flare.... Gorgeous!

It's always good to have backups.... :)

Fathers will always have a soft spot in my heart, since I'm such a daddy's girl....

Thanks again you two! Happy ever after!

Psychic?

People sometimes ask me how I manage to capture the particular photographic moments that I do, seeming to always be in the right place at the right time. I happen to be a psychic, so it's actually pretty easy. Just kidding! :)

Learning to anticipate photo worthy moments before they happen is part of developing your skill as a photographer. Observe, anticipate, then wait. That's the recipe.

At Megan + Nate's wedding last weekend, I saw these two having their own "first dance." I had a feeling where this was going, so I hung around a moment and caught this fun series.

I think it would be great as a wall panel collection...

Sway....

Sway...

Sway...

Wobble...

Wobble...

Wait for it.....

Ta-da!

You knew that was coming! :) See? You're already on your way!

Cruisin' in Style

In an effort to get more exercise (and humbly do my part to save the planet!) I recently got myself an old skool cruiser bike. Some assembly was required.... so I did what any typical young gal would do.... I called my Dad. :)

He is THE best. He showed up with tools, an air compressor, and his typical "I'll take care of it" enthusiasm. I just love him.

Isn't he the cutest?

My dad's hands are like magic. They can fix/heal/cure/build anything. They fixed up my bruised/skinned knees when I was a kid, they built the incredible jungle gym we had in our backyard when we were growing up, they hugged me whenever I needed it, and now.... even when I'm 28 years old... they're still willing to help me put my bike together.

Thanks Doad.... you are a treasure!