It's my belief that dating a photographer might be really annoying. On one hand you always have great photos of yourself, but on the other hand you're always being dragged into getting your photo taken because no one else is around. I think Evan was hours deep into a video game when I dragged him outside and made him get on the ground because I mean, GOLDEN HOUR! Amiright?

I had spent many of the previous few days staring longingly out the window during this hour, wishing someone was around that I could photograph. On this day however, Evan was around and he had recently gotten a hair cut--so it's probably his own fault for looking his best, yeah?