As someone who has no sense of style and practically wears a uniform (by choice) I envy anyone (and everyone) who just gets it in the clothes department.  (I also avoid shopping altogether so that might be part of my problem, but I digress…) When Amy and her boys walked up wearing their perfectly coordinated clothes and matching Chuck Taylors I was in heaven.  And taking notes.

From the navy sweater to the pink button down…the plaid shirt and the Ray-Bans, these guys looked perfect.  And when you add in the squeezable moments, hilarious faces, and the homage to Steff, you’ve got a recipe for a lovely, wonderful, and memorable family session.