So my little brother Ian is graduating this year! Although I guess I probably shouldn’t call him that any more- he’s about a foot taller than I am, and most people don’t figure that he’s younger than me.
To say that we were going for nontraditional senior portraits might be putting it mildly. As for the accordion? He’ll tell you it’s my fault, but I don’t know. I may or may not have been responsible for setting him up with an amazing accordion teacher one day. But it’s absolutely not my fault that he took like two classes and and wound being stupidly good at it. That accordion actually has a history to it- it was my great-grandfather’s, who played it at my parent’s wedding; Ian worked at it & played it at my brother’s wedding last year. Good stuff. And everyone knows that the accordion is the sexiest instrument alive, anyways.