How to Be a Storyteller

I’ve always been a storyteller, but not in the way you might think. I’m the first to admit that I am not the best with words, and I am okay with that. I don’t often share my stories with the world. Instead, they live inside of me.

My brother and I used to go to my grandparents’ every other weekend when we were young. There wasn’t much to do, and we often found ourselves watching the same movies over and over again on VHS. When we couldn’t use the television, he would want to talk. I, on the other hand, would want to think. Alone.

I still do this. I can spend hours alone with my thoughts. I love driving in silence. I prefer going to bed by myself because it gives me an opportunity to think. To create elaborate plots and characters, both in my life and beyond it.

I’ve always been dissatisfied with what is already out there. I have perfection crafted in my head, and reality never seems to match up. I think that’s the designer in me too – every time a client asked to see what I was going to do for their wedding, I cringed a bit. Because it hadn’t been created yet. Unfortunately, that typically meant we had to go in a different direction than what I envisioned.

There’s a reason why I am not a florist or a photographer or a textile designer or an illustrator or a makeup artist. What I do is different. I take all of these components and bring them together to tell a story.

I am not great with words, in the same way that I am not great at putting together a centerpiece. But I stitch all of those details together and create something that makes me feel. It makes me feel so much. The problem is, how do I then put into the world what I have already crafted within myself?

Image photography by Brian Tropiano. Florals by Krista Jon. Rentals from Archive Rentals. Dress by Lindee Daniel.  Accessories by Hushed Commotion and BHLDN. As seen on Green Wedding Shoes.

Vision and styling by me.

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