We did a little on-location shoot about a month back. My nephew's birthday was yesterday and he was turning two. I found the perfect jacket for both him and my girl. I knew once I had the matching jackets that I had to take a couple of photos of her in the jacket because a childhood story that usually gets re-told every Christmas. These are the photos from that idea. The childhood story? I was about 12 or 13 years old and I received a demin jacket with a gray sweatshirt hood attached. I LOVED that jacket and was so excited about it that I put it on immediately. My brother who was 6 or 7 at the time opened his next present -- it was the SAME exact jacket. From that point on, I hated that jacket with a burning passion and would pout like any (almost) teenager would when I had to wear it. There is actual photographic evidence of my dismay when he opened his jacket.
So to change the story a little, I hope that both think that their jackets are pretty damn cool.
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