meet the photograp[hers]

The talent behind the camera!

[air-in gun-ther]

I’m a Midwest gal blessed with an obnoxious laugh, hair that defies gravity, and a life that’s never short on stories. Behind every fall to the ground laugh, there's a tale of #momlife, margaritas, and learning to live in the moment. From chasing toddlers (mine or otherwise) to those moments where only a good margarita will do, my journey is anything but ordinary. I am an introverted extrovert, which means I thrives among people but treasure my alone time to recharge. The moment I saw my hubby getting his groove on during our third date, I knew life was about to get a whole lot more interesting (I mean, anyone who makes a first impression by streaking has got to be a keeper, right?). Amidst all the fun and chaos, my fierce heart shines brightest, always ready to stand up for my tribe.

[awn-dray-uh kee-vuh-nee]

Most of my dialogue is a line from a movie or let’s face it; Seinfeld. The Marvel Universe is my happy place along with any destination that requires a plane to take me there. I have a supportive partner and 3 kiddos that look nothing like me. You can find me at the gym or hiding from my kids reading a book. I have a crush on Kate Winslet, will assassinate any plant, have a terrible memory and one of my biggest talents is finding a place to sit. I am fluent in sarcasm and a professional vodka drinker. I am not one to be put on speakerphone. I love tacos, steak dinners, all things potato and I am a miserable cook.

[kay-tee ber-sahn]

I love my family, my friends, sarcasm, iced coffee, good wine, and nachos....especially the wine and nachos. I'm a mother to four crazy kids and two even crazier dogs, and a wife to the best man I've ever known (aside from my Dad). I love to cook, which was a shock to my mother since I used to burn water. I love trying new recipes...my son usually hates them, but he hates everything that isn't cheese pizza or salami. I've been donating money religiously to my gym for about five years now....I swear I'll start going on Monday. A vacation to me is slowly strolling through Target or Homegoods, childless, sipping an iced caramel latte...the reality is, I usually have a toddler hanging off the cart begging me for whatever surprise toy she just watched a kid open on YouTube.