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New momma. Ice cream addict. Maybe a bit of a dreamer. Jesus lover. Major Swiftie.
I'm originally from charming New England–specifically, Attleboro, MA–but I’ve been a Georgia Peach since I was 16 when my parents decided to uproot everything I ever knew. Ah, yes, the drama–teenage angst and all that. MANY tears were shed. While I often find myself reminiscing and journaling about my childhood home and the stunning New England Coast, my life wouldn’t be the beautiful assemblage of marriage, motherhood, and wedding photography that it is now had we stayed put!
People often ask me how this
whole thing got started, and the answer isn’t anything groundbreaking. Do you remember when you were younger, just old enough to realize that you had a sort of say in how you lived your life? Well, I chose to live mine through the viewfinder of a small digital camera. I took that thing everywhere! Later, I would spend the days browsing through old scrapbooks, all the while adding my own photos to them. It wasn’t until I turned 14 when I invested in my first “big girl” camera (where my younger brother quickly became the victim of my muses as I practiced).
Your Type-B (but still super organized when it comes to you) Atlanta Wedding Photographer.
Who is Olivia Rose Photography?
People often ask me how this whole thing got started, and the answer isn’t anything groundbreaking. Do you remember when you were younger, just old enough to realize that you had a sort of say in how you lived your life? Well, I chose to live mine through the viewfinder of a small digital camera. I took that thing everywhere! Later, I would spend the days browsing through old scrapbooks, all the while adding my own photos to them. It wasn’t until I turned 14 when I invested in my first “big girl” camera (where my younger brother quickly became the victim of my muses as I practiced).
New momma. Ice cream addict. Maybe a bit of a dreamer. Major Swiftie.
I originally hail from charming New England–specifically, Attleboro, MA–but I’ve been a Georgia Peach since I was 16 when my parents decided to uproot everything I ever knew. Ah, yes, the drama–teenage angst and all that. While I often find myself missing and journaling about those cobblestone streets and old-town charm, my life wouldn’t be the beautiful assemblage of marriage, motherhood, iced coffees, and wedding photography that it is now had we stayed put!