Personal Narrative: Little Stormy Ann

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Little Stormy Ann was brought into the baby photographer studio at 8 days new. She has such a beautiful, unique name. Apparently, it was a favorite name of Dads, and I can see why. As she grows up and attends school, it's unlikely there will be another Stormy in her class. This little doll was born on May 16th at 10:18 a. m. weighing 8 pounds 4 ounces.

Mom and Dad mentioned that they absolutely adore purple. It's part of her nursery color scheme, so I made sure I incorporated as much purple as I possibly could into the session. Along with purple, there's a soft riot of colors in her nursery including turquiose, orange and green. The set that influenced the room was called bohemian nights.

Patrick and Sidney have such an adorable meeting

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