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Top 5 Photo Tips for Lifestyle Bloggers

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Great photography is vital to lifestyle bloggers who want to stand out and get results. Impactful images get increased engagement on your posts, as well as attracting new followers. Here are my top five tips for great photos.

Location
Pick a location that compliments the theme of your blog and at the same time provides you with a variety of scenes within a short distance from each other. That way you can capture various different looks, quickly, building a library of stock images to use for future posts.

My aim is 2 hours shooting, 5 different locations and looks with approximately 100 images (Stay tuned for my upcoming post on my favourite locations.)
These were all taken in the same block for fashion blogger, Kirsty, With Love..



Lighting
Always the key to any good photography is lighting. Whether you manipulate the natural elements or use lighting equipment to achieve your look, it should match your style.

For a more fashion look, use flash equipment and for a softer feel, use shade or an …

I cried during my yoga class!

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I have never been to a yoga class, let alone a three day retreat. For me, this was going to be a challenge but one I accepted with an open mind and open heart.

Guess what happened? After three days of yoga and meditation I was left physically and emotionally revived. My body and soul, regenerated. I felt engulfed by an aura of bliss and I adorned a constant smile. Exuding happiness and reflecting love. What a wonderful feeling. How did this happen? 

Yoga touched my soul. The most moving of my experiences was Yin Yoga with Nik Robson. I cried. 

Yes, I cried! Whilst holding one of the dragon poses, a little movie played out in my head. My younger brother was there, strawberry blonde bushy hair and caramel coloured freckles, smiling and laughing as we played with a toy phone we had made with two cups and a piece of string. It was clearly our family home and we were around six or seven years. I began to sob. I hadn’t remembered my house or my brother in years (he was killed at 18). More poigna…