I wish this day had actually turned out the way it appears on film. Scorching hot sun, dry winds, dirt roads and my very own little old sports car. In reality, it was actually a nightmare that can be summed up by wasp stings, sweat and older men stopping to ask about the car, "It's not actually mine, it's my dads! I don't know much about it's engine. Sorry, bye." In fact my dad is so protective of his car that he doesn't let anyone drive it. He dropped it off with us for an hour and made me swear that it would only be used as a prop for the photos. HA. We parked the car on a road with a stunning view of the Saskatchewan river. In was a familiar spot for me. In high school, my 'boyfriend' took me there with some of his friends to watch the sunset and try to make out. It didn't really work out for him. He broke up with me siting a lack of kissing 'let alone do other things' as the deciding factor *sigh*.