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Thursday, February 23, 2017

70 Degrees in February?! Photo Shoot

It really can happen here, folks! Mid-late February has felt like late March-early April here in Missouri and other parts of the US. It's amazing, but I'm almost sure that we're going to be seeing temperatures dip down again before they're here to stay for spring and summer.

My BFF Sheridan (who has been featured on here before) and I took to the streets of a small neighboring town and had some more photastic (heh heh) fun.

We had no theme and decided to just make it random, meaning we threw on whatever clothing and accessories we felt like wearing that day. I happened to be in the mood for a 1930s/'40s kind of thing and Sher went for a free spirit '70s look.

I just wore a simple black dress (which awesome lining) that I probably bought at Goodwill. I paired it with simple black high heels from Goodwill and a hat that I bought at the Salvation Army for just over $3. Besides that, I wore a cheap pair of earrings, a pin that says "Have Fun" (loooove it) and a bit of glam-inspired makeup.


Tuesday, February 21, 2017

A super hi-res photo!



Heeeeeere's Sheridan











L I T E R A L T R A S H 











Until next time,

Meredith 💚

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Russell and Cleo: A Nearly 65 Year Love Story

My Great Uncle Russell passed away this June. I wish I had been doing this when he was alive, because we could've had one heck of an interview together, along with my Great Aunt Cleo. However, I was able to meet up with her on October 26th and we had a lovely discussion.

Aunt Cleo and Uncle Russell, late '40s or early '50s - I love this photo of them.

I went to her home to chat with her and her son (my second cousin), Kevin, who I keep up with through Facebook. My grandparents decided to join me in the 45ish minute journey since they jump at any chance to visit them.

I've been wanting to ask Aunt Cleo about her memories of growing up and her life with Uncle Russell. Russell - my Grandma's brother - was known as a truly lovable and exciting guy.

Aunt Cleo has many memories from years gone by. I asked her about getting to eat at drug store counters. She informed me that the toasted ham salad sandwiches which were served at a local drug store many years ago was some of the best food she's ever eaten. The sandwiches were always served with a glass of Coke. Also, it was popular to go for a Coke with friends and on dates.

Aunt Cleo told me that she used to have a scrapbook filled with photos of classic film stars. I threw out some names to her and we tossed names like Lana Turner, Frank Sinatra, and Rita Hayworth around. My Uncle Russell worked as an usher at one of local movie theaters when he was young, which is something I dearly wish I had asked him about. I hadn't realized he had that job until after his death.

Speaking of Uncle Russell...

The two met in a chance encounter - a blind date when they were teenagers. Uncle Russell was a mutual friend and came along with a group and took Aunt Cleo out. She simply told me that it was love at first sight. What stood out to her was that Russell was well-dressed and that he brought her candy on that first date.

Aunt Cleo was eighteen when they married in 1950. Less than a year later, Uncle Russell went off to serve in Korea for about eighteen months. During this time, Aunt Cleo went to work as a secretary. When Uncle Russell returned home, he resumed work at a local shoe factory.


They raised a family and went on many adventures. They loved going camping together and doing things like going to shows at the Fox Theatre in St. Louis, and seeing movies at drive-ins.

Aunt Cleo has vivid memories of visiting a local burger chain (no longer in existence) with the family. My cousin, Kevin, is holding a little A&W root beer glass that they got from the restaurant. 


In the '80s, Uncle Russell and Aunt Cleo helped start a local -and vibrant - jazz society which lasted for over thirty years.

These albums are filled with photos from a cruise Uncle Russell and Aunt Cleo took and from the early days of the Great River Jazz Preservation Society, which they helped found.  

Uncle Russell passed away less than four months before their 65th anniversary.

Uncle Russell gave gifts like these stuffed animals to my Aunt Cleo for Valentine's Day.

A life of love






Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Folklife Festival 2016: In Photos


The third weekend of October is an incredibly special time of year in my hometown. A longstanding event takes place downtown on Main Street called Folklife Festival. Many of us who were raised here have been fortunate enough to experience its splendor every year from childhood through adulthood.

It's one of those events that consistently brings back scads of college students and former residents for the entire weekend.

Local residents usually stroll the streets looking for their favorite food stands. Personally, I always head for the catfish sandwiches and kettle corn. That stuff is A+, to say the least. Live music from years past can be heard all along Main Street. Families bond, couples stroll, and dogs hang out with their humans on the sidewalk. For some of us, the crowds can get a bit overwhelming, but it's totally worth it.

On Saturday afternoon, I went down to the festival for about an hour with my friend Cori. I actually wasn't all that hungry (!!!), but I had no reason to worry, because I knew I'd be back on Sunday to cater to my lunch needs.

While I spent time down on Main Street with my friends on Saturday and Sunday, I decided to put my (mom's) camera to good use and the results turned out so much better than I even expected.


Folklife Festival 2016 through my lens:


Hello, Main Street!



Poems to Go - loved this. I had to inquire about this fascinating sign placed next to a beautiful typewriter in one of the festival venues. The woman in the photo types up poems about a subject that you suggest and based on your personality, etc.  

This guy made my day. He saw Cori and me walking toward him and noticed that I was pointing the camera lens all around and joyfully volunteered for a photo. I missed his peace sign, but at least I have a photo of him. He's from Alabama and was up here for business, but decided to enjoy the weekend's festivities by chilling outside the place he was staying with a couple of drinks. He was so sweet.






This was the weekend to meet awesome people. Seriously. I sat down and waited for my friends at the Cheese Haus patio on Sunday. This couple happened to be chilling out and we talked for a few minutes. Mike and Bonnie live in St. Louis and decided to make a road trip up here. They had no clue what they were walking into!

A bee found its demise in my nearly-empty bottle of root beer. I found out the hard-ish way by taking a swig and feeling something that wasn't root beer on my lips. Buzz buzz.


Feline good.