Before the world wakes, before the snow is disturbed, before the light fully arrives — that’s when I feel most alive.
Some mornings begin in silence.
The kind where the snow hasn’t yet been disturbed, the trees hold their breath, and the world feels paused between night and day.
That’s when I love to shoot.
Arriving before sunrise means chasing light that only exists for a few minutes. The kind of golden glow that cuts through winter air and transforms everything it touches. It’s cold — always colder than it looks. But that contrast is part of the story.
Black lace against white snow.
Soft skin against winter frost.
Warm light breaking through frozen stillness.
There’s something powerful about standing in the elements and owning the moment. No distractions. No noise. Just breath in the cold air and the quiet confidence of knowing you showed up.
This series was about that balance — glamour and grit. Beauty and backbone. Delicate lace layered against Colorado winter.
Because being a Rocky Mountain Babe isn’t about perfect conditions.
It’s about showing up anyway.
Chasing the sun.
And creating warmth where there is none.
All my love,
Lairissa 💜


























































