This story came first hand. I tell no lie. They’re like my family. No no, they ARE my family. Carissa is my best bud. We’ve been friends since uni and she has 2 of the most amazing girls you’ll ever meet, and as far as I’m concerned, I’m family. And so I hear Ella thinks so too. Well… maybe a good friend. Either way, I’m her friend.

This story makes me happy all day long. We’re pretty sure Macailah and Ella think I’m their friend, not Carissa’s. Which I’m O.K. with. (Carissa, you know I love you, but it’s true, we’re only friends because of your kids and your smokin’ bod). Carissa and Ella were reading a story. Not just any story. A princess story. I was sold then and there, but trust me, there’s more to the story. They were reading and it turned out the princess’ name was Bec (and so it should be). Ella turns to Carissa and says:

“Bec.. as in.. as in.. MY Bec? MY Bec.”

Yes interwebs, I’m hers. And I love it.

Girls, you are amazing and are both going to grown into amazing, powerful women, and I can’t wait to be around to witness it.

A few weeks ago, Pete and I got to have a slumber party at our place with Macailah and Ella. Possibly the bestest slumber party I’ve ever been to.

We went to the park. Yeah, Pete and I are totally cool.

I heart lens flare. Plus, I heart Macailah.

Happy Thursday. How in the WORLD did it get to be Thursday? It scares me how fast the days go by.

As I’ve said before, they make me all mushy. Mushy and Gooey. Kinda like how Pete likes his peas on top of a meat pie. Yes, THAT mushy. But when that guy turns up at my door in his bright yellow and black suit, I scream like a girl. The fact that I AM a girl plays no part here because I would totally do it if I were a boy. Not ashamed to admit it. So would. So, when my door buzzer buzzed last week, this particular day was no exception. I screamed. Like. A. Girl.

Sean & Emmy’s and Katrina’s album arrived. Both so completely different in every way and I’m absolutely stoked with the outcome of both. A few framed prints arrived also. I kinda wish I was getting married again so I could order another one. Just for me. Leather craftsmen never fail to amaze me. Ab-so-loot CHAMPIONS! Enjoy!

Gah, where does the time go? I just can’t stay on top of it and it gets faster as I get older. Anyway, that’s not the point of this post. This post is to celebrate Steve and Tina. These guys are absolute champions and I had such a ball running around Milsons Point with them last week. They’re getting married in a couple of months and I have no doubt that the wedding will be one to remember. I’m so excited.

Steve and Tina, I’m so excited to get to know you and honoured that you picked me to photograph your wedding.

They brought their dogs along to the shoot. What was it they say never work with dogs or children? I think these guys would give that phrase a big giant run for its money and prove it wrong all over. They were champions.

This is Coco. She’s pretty much awesome.

I realise Steve has his eyes closed, but I love love LOVE everything this image says.They’re so happy it makes me smile every time I look at it.

Happy Mondays!

Fiona is a friend. Originally a friend of a friend, but I think after our uber-fun photo-sesh, we’re like this (In case y’all couldn’t tell, I’m holding my two fingers up). Fiona was looking for some pics for her new EP being lauched later in the year, and I was more than happy to oblige. With her infectious laugh and fab smile, she was not at ALL hard to photograph. My job was the easy part!

Fi, thanks so so SO much for an amazingly fun afternoon. I can’t wait to show you the rest of the pics!

Happy Tuesday!

I love getting to know my clients in a deeper and more intimate capacity. During these times, I’m extraordinarily thankful to be invited into their private worlds to capture more of who they are, and I’m hoping to do that more by offering heiress sessions to my brides. Every bride is beautiful. Every woman is beautiful and I think it’s important that every girl knows this, no matter what shape or size. A couple weeks ago, I had the pleasure of joining my clients, Donna & Hulya, for their boudoir sessions to kick off my heiress sessions.

I shoot boudoir photos for my clients as a special gift a bride gives to her future husband… thanks Donna and Hulya for a fun morning. You two are beautiful.

For one month, anyone who books a boudoir session will receive 10% off their little black book. Call now (0431 238 936) or email me (rebecca@rebeccading.com.au).

Well, it’s been a busy winter here at RDP and I have LOTS to share with you all, but for now, here’s a sneak peek from yesterday’s shoot. Enjoy!

Brent and Sarina are getting married in October. Last week we headed in to the city for some super fun shots and they brought their Ahh-mayzing little girl, Kayla. She’s so cute, I have to admit, I wanted to clone her and take one home for myself, except I didn’t think Pete would be very happy with that. Aaanndd, I don’t really know how to clone things. Is it like copy and paste?

Brent and Sarina, I can’t wait to shoot your wedding later in the year. It’s going to be a blast! Esp. if I’m allowed to play with Kayla.

Pete, can I have one?

It’s the week for new beginnings. This week I have a new blog, a new website, a couple of brand new clients and my house is clean, so that’s a brand new experience for me too! So, in light of brand new experiences, it’s time to introduce a brand new segment on the blog. I’m simply gonna call it +10 -10, because, here is the chance for things, anything at all, to either earn an extra 10 points in this, the game of life, or lose 10. That’s right, I’m calling it. Based on my very technical and professional points system, whoever has the most points at the end wins. All rulings are final. Or something to that effect.

This week’s points go to:

- Pete. Just because. I think he’s pretty spunky.

- Bean read. They’re just around the corner from me and make Uh-mazing coffees. If you want to go, call me and I’ll come too! They MAY even be better than Starbucks. Maybe!

- Starbucks. They need no justification.

- Leather Craftsmen. I just received 2 amazing albums back from these guys and they never fail to impress. I wish I could move in with them.

This week’s minus points go to:

- Tim Tams. Good for the lips, bad for my hips. Very very VERY bad. However, if you eat them on a Sunday, then the calories don’t count. It’s just the way it works.

-My old piano. It sits there in the corner. Taunting me. Oh, Howard, how I used to play you once, but I think we need some time apart and you taunting me is not going to make it any better.

And because no post is complete without pictures, here’s one I took in the city after Sunday’s portrait session.

Happy Wednesdays!

It was terrifying. You know, one of those moments where you feel like you want to run screaming from the building and hide under a rock until the voices in your head go away and your not the complete focus of everyone’s attention. Yah, well, I’m not gonna lie, that’s what the beginning of the workshop felt for me. I. Was. Scared. Thankfully however, it all came off smashingly and we had 16 people who were a blast to hang out with for a day.

The last part of the workshop we all went out to photograph one of the most uh-mazingest models in the whole entire world, Becky. You might remember her from here and here and here. Yeah, she’s pretty awesome. Becky and I went to school together and when she rocked up after lunch, you might have seen me sigh with relief/ take a relaxing breath/ breath altogether. One of the afore mentioned actions. It was such a comfort having someone there who knew how to be photographed, knew how I worked, and I knew how she worked. It. Was. Brilliant.

Becky, I can’t thank you enough for all the help you’ve given me over the past year in developing as a photographer. You’re amazing and I wish you all the best with your now not-so-new hubby. I hope you like the pics!

Becky, you’re so ham. Yah, I just gave ham a new meaning. It’s a combination on hott and glam. O.K. Maybe, I need to work on the whole making-up-words thang.

I’m so funny it hurts sometimes.



See, ham!

’nuff said.

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