Nonna’s Dress


Little Julia, perhaps 9 or 10 years old, had a huge imagination.

In her closet was a large plastic bin. A bin of possibilities. What some may call a bin of dress up clothes.

There was a Pocahontas costume. A shawl (that also doubled as a “net to catch fish”). A little house on the prairie outfit. A gypsy costume. Among other things.

There was one dress that was particularly beautiful. It was white and blush pink with a flowing cape. It was little Julia’s favorite. While it was much too big on her, she loved wearing it around the house, pretending she was a princess.

That dress was her Nonna’s.

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Now I’m all grown up. Well, at least on the outside. On the inside, I’m still the same little Julia, with the wild imagination.

And now Nonna’s dress fits me. Nonna is in heaven now with the Lord. (And my Nonno ❤️)

When Billy and I decided to do a photoshoot for our 2 year anniversary, I knew exactly what I wanted to wear. Nonna’s dress. The usual “what should I wear?” dilemma never occurred. I knew it would be a lovely way to honor her.

You see, the beautiful dress in the pictures is more than just a beautiful dress. It is Nonna’s dress. The dress that little Julia couldn’t wait to grow into. The dress that reminds me of the beautiful person that my Nonna was, on the inside and the outside.

Wearing her dress made the photoshoot that much more special.


The above photo shows me holding a picture of my Nonna wearing the dress. 💗

I often wish Billy could’ve met my Nonna. She passed away before I ever knew Billy. But, sometimes I wonder if maybe in heaven she and my Nonno can see what’s going on down here. Perhaps one day they’ll say, “Billy! It’s nice to finally meet you in person.” Probably followed by, “Try this, it’s yummy.” Because that’s the Italian way. 😉


* All photographs in this post were taken by Stephanie Gamble.

Homebody

I think it’s safe to say, I’m a homebody.

Curling up on the couch with a sweater blanket, a hot drink, and an Ella Fitzgerald vinyl playing in the background is pretty much my favorite hobby. While my hubby and I don’t have a “house”, we’re quite fond of our little downtown apartment we call home.

Our place is very special to us. I mean, isn’t everyone’s home special to them? Home is where family gathers, memories are made, and where we rest. It all sounds so cliche, but it couldn’t be more true.

Back in October, Billy and I wanted to find a way we could remember our first place together. As I was browsing Pinterest, I discovered the “At Home Photoshoot” trend. Perfect. Genius. Why hadn’t I thought of that? Couples and families are having photoshoots in their homes instead of going to the beach or a park. I mean, where are we more ourselves than we are at home? Home photoshoots are so raw and genuine. I love it.

So Billy set up his camera on a tripod, and now we have a precious collection of pictures we can remember our quirky first apartment by. Enjoy.

Here’s an idea for you–gather your loved ones and have a photoshoot at home. It’s fun to capture everyday life, in your everyday setting. Get some coffee brewing, some pancakes flipping, and treasure everyday moments. Life is a vapor, and we need to soak it up.

Fun Fact: It was like 90 degrees out when we shot these pictures, but I insisted we wear long sleeves for a “cozy fall look.” Oh the things we Floridians have to deal with.