I've been unbloggy. Many things I'd love to share. Little motivation to do it. I'm working on it.
I came across this video today. It's so lovely. I think maybe I'm still have residual love-dust on me from the amazing wedding I went to last month. Because, being the terminally single early 30's specimen that I am, I'm not generally all gaga about lovey-doveyness. Not that I'm anti-love, not in the least. I just don't see partnership as a goal, as something that people should be auditioned for. As something that, if it's not present, means that my life is somehow lacking. It's not a void that needs to be filled, but is something that, when it happens, compliments the amazing amazingness of the people I already hold near and dear, not something that supersedes them.
I am a sucker for aesthetics. Admittedly, I wish my whole life looked like an Angus and Julia Stone video. I know most people are more Lohan than Longoria in the morning, that all couples eventually smell each others farts and not all moments together have artful lense flares, split screens and the nostalgic shudder of 8mm film. But if I could engineer it, this is what love would look like.
Max, Margaux, & The Marvelows from Shark Pig on Vimeo.
xo ~ m
PS - it's probably polite to mention that this is the wedding of Max Wanger, who's photos I have been swooning over for the past year or so. His website is in my links. This is his blog.