• You'd love to have a family portrait session that fully captures who you are, how you connect, and how much affection surfaces when all the members of your family are present within the camera frame.

    We're happy to capture your family in our studio, complete with gorgeous light and minimal distractions, or in your comfy-cozy home full of familiar toys and routines. No matter where our session takes place, we'll delight in your delight. And we'll encourage you to pay attention to one another instead of the camera, because there's no 'add happy' button in Photoshop.

    We don't care whether you're barefoot or wearing fuzzy slippers, and we won't be sending over a twenty-page list of suggestions about what to wear. (We can make you look beautiful in sweat pants if you love each other.) We just want to capture your family. Your habits, your quirks, and your love. And when you view the images we've created together for the first time, we want the depth of love you feel for your family to grab you by the collar and bring tears to your eyes.

    The video below provides a peek at how portrait sessions unfold. If you have questions or would like to schedule a portrait session, click on the 'Contact' link above or call 215-206-3689. Oh -- and thanks for stopping by, lovely!

    -- Kristen & Haunani, Essential Imagery owners

    P.S. That's Kristen up in the header -- Haunani is camera-shy.

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A++ Day.

My days lately?  They’ve been a lot like this. 

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But today?  Today was great.  I met a lovely and kind team of people, received a reflexology and massage session (did you know that reflexology can make every part of your body tingle simultaneously?  Crazy.), had a fabulous dinner, and came home to a giant ‘I love you’ balloon in the living room.  Matt and I are holiday slackers, though…

Me:          “Here’s a rose I got for you.”
Matt:        “Where’s it really from?”
Me:          “It’s from ME.”
Matt:        “Yah, but where?”
Me:          “Where’s that I LOVE YOU balloon really from?”
Matt, blushing: “It’s from me.”
Me:          “Yah, but where?”

Turns out I had picked up a rose in lieu of mints at dinner, and a third grader with a crush on Matt got him the giant mylar I love you balloon.  Then we both tried to pass them off as our own gifts, and were both busted.  Which makes today even better — because two slackers are better than one when it comes to presents.

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