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  • Miette: (Fr) little crumb (pronounced mee-yet)

    Formerly, Jayme Nourallah Photography, Miette Photography is my little boutique photography business in Dallas, Tx. The word Miette, besides being my daughter's name, is a French term of endearment that means little crumb - usually of the cake variety. I thought this name suited my business since it is just a tiny one-girl show run entirely by myself and possibly a hoard of elves who come in and do weird stuff at night. I can't be positive about that though.

    I love love love my job. I love newborns, babies, and kids and I love capturing their beautiful little personalities. I love the new baby smell, the tiny, wrinkled hands and feet that turn into giant, chubby mashed potato hands and feet. I love how children express every emotion freely and instantaneously. I love how they can make a new best friend in 2 seconds based on a mutual fondness for cheese. I love how serious they are about silly things and silly about the serious things. I love my job so much that I am going to prattle on and on about it in this blog. So, if you like photography, kids, and the occasional navel-gazing and incoherent ramblings of an overworked mom of two - then, bingo!

Dallas Baby Photographer | Awesome Spring, Dallas

Since I usually spend a lot of time and energy complaining about Dallas for various reasons, which are mostly obvious, I am officially apologizing to my fair city of AWESOME WEATHERNESS right now.

Dear Dallas, I am sorry for most of the things I have said about you. Some of them are just FACTS, so I can’t take them all back, but others may have included an exaggeration or two. And some cursing. Sorry. I sort of love you right now.

This winter has been the most amazing spring we have ever had. Granted, it is getting cold now, but not STUPID COLD like Canada, so I’m still pretty happy.

Due to all this freaky spring time I have been able to do lots of outdoor shooting. Here are a couple of kids playing outside on a lovely 75 degree January day…

Portrait Photography Dallas | Kicking This Year’s Butt

I’m doing really great on my New Year’s resolutions, thanks for asking. Number one was something about relationships and blah blah blah blah – well, I think I am doing ok there because I have not thought about that even ONCE since I wrote it down, so if it had anything to do with NOT obsessing over relationships and their current state of turmoil or unrest, I’d say that I am doing awesome at number one. If it was something else, then just shut up cuz I don’t feel like going back and reading it.

Number two was learn French. I am taking a French class. Hopefully that’s enough because I don’t know how much I have really learned. I learned that the French have too many exceptions to their language rules which is just stupid. I have learned that no one in my class thinks I am funny when I say FROMAGE really loud for no reason with what may be a Welsh accent. I have also learned that while I have no problem making that grunty rolling R sound, I can not for the life of me figure out the difference between the sounds “OU” and “U”. Apparently it is HUGE because my teacher points out my idiocy every time I utter either of those sounds and makes me repeat it forty times. It goes like this:

teacher: “Rue”

me: “Rue”

teacher: “no. RUE”

me: “Rue”

teacher: “no no no. RUUUUUUUUUUE”

me: “Ruuuuuuuuuuuue”

teacher: “nonononono no! Like zis…..RUE!”

me: “Rue”

teacher: “pah!”

me: “Rue”

I think she believes I am mentally challenged. She smiles at me a lot. But it is that kind of smile that says,”I’m so sorry. Do you need a ride back to the hospital?”

Number three was about visiting France. I have so far utterly failed on that one. I bought a paperweight with a photo of the Eiffel tower in it though.

Number four was about spending more time with my spawn. I have done that. There have been lots of tickle fights and lightsaber duels and the giant bruises on my knees can attest to the super popular pony rides I’ve been giving on hardwood floors. So I am nailing number four. Though I do admit to wanting to teach them the quiet game a little better so I can catch up on some reading. And I may have hidden in my closet once when they were trying to get me to play “marching band” for the 11th time. Ok, I hid twice.

Five – what was five? Oh – obsess about things. Here are some more Japanese oddities for you to freak out over. Though the Japanese inventions are growing a bit tiresome for me. Once you’ve seen about 50 of them they don’t seem so weird anymore. I am no longer shouting “WTF?!!! ” when I come across a new one. I kind of just shrug and say “eh, I’ve seen better fiber optic ear scopes that THAT!” So I might move on to something else next week. I am really interested in finding out more about famous people who have died in their homes to be found at a later time. Specifically, mummified. But we can talk about that later. I now give you some awesome Japanese facial enhancement tools. Of course they work. They are on THE INTERNET.

 

 

 

Nothing ridiculous about those.

This one might come in handy though it looks a lot like someone just took two toilet plungers, removed the sticks and glued them together. I don’t want to yell into a toilet plunger. I prefer to yell at strangers.

The "Shouting Vase"

 

Anyway…six on my pseudo-resolution list was to get a bicycle. I went to a bike shop. I talked to a man about bikes. I pointed and gesticulated. Then I left because I had to pee and their bathroom was dodgy. We’ll have to revisit this one.

I can’t do anything about seven and eight. Those men are in love with me. It may come down to a topless wrestling match between Gosling and Fassbender with Clive Owen weeping on the sidelines. I will have to live with that.

Nine was eat more cheese. DONE AND DONE!

Ten was worry less or something. I am not sure I have done that right. Have I? I don’t know. I really hope I have stopped worrying as much. But what if I haven’t??? What then? WHAT THEN????

Crystal - February 2, 2012 - 7:50 am

ok. you and i gorged ourselves on cheese… GORGED. you should blog about that mummy… i am obsessing about it.

Baby Photographer Dallas | The Littlest Rockstar

This kid was one pair of round glasses away from being John Denver. And he knew it. At only 2 1/2, he can already hold a guitar better than I can. And sing better.

His brother was happy to watch the performance from the comfort of the picnic basket. Where he played the role of the food.

 

Family Portraits Dallas | Welcome 2012. Prepare to be Awesome!

I believe I may have mentioned before how much 2011 SUCKED. If not, well, now you know.

It sucked on such a profoundly huge level that the only way I can imagine countering that AWESOME SUCKAGE would be to make this year the most UNSUCKIEST YEAR EVER. This is the year that will shine like a dreamy golden baby unicorn lying in a field made of clouds that smells like peppermint. And I will ride that baby unicorn all the way to happy town.

That being said, I feel that a plan must be laid for this kind of awesomeness to occur. And since I am the king emperor ninja assassin of list making, I have included one here.

 

2012′s list of totally awesome crap i’m going to do to make this year not suck

 

1) Give up on the idea that relationships need to be perfect and be ok with working on them until my eyeballs bleed.
You know what? Being an adult is HARD. Being in an adult relationship is HARDER. So understanding that good relationships will always need work and being ok with it will take some of the pressure off. Regardless of how they evolve this year, I know that my relationships will get better. They may take different forms, I may lose some and I may gain some, but because I am now going to be REALISTIC about them and about my expectations, I know they will all be ok. Except YOU. Yea, you know who you are. Now go to hell creep.

Kidding.

2) Learn French
Because the Latin I learned in high school was supposed to make it easier to learn other languages. But if I don’t learn other languages then Latin becomes just another dumb thing I did in high school besides crimp my hair. And also because of number three on my list.

3) Spend more time in France.
Because it is a good place to speak French. Which I will be learning, dammit.

4) Spend more time with my kids and less time talking about spending time with my kids.
Where the hell are they anyway?

5) Obsess about things for a few days. Because it is fun and because that is what the internet is for.
This week’s obsession: weird Japanese stuff. I’ve always had a fixation with the Japanese and all that they offer the world besides my favorite food. So thank you for this, Japan:

Introducing the girlfriend lap pillow. It’s tough being a Japanese man. It’s even tougher being a Japanese lonely man or a Japanese man who’s wife has no lap.

If that sounds like you, then you will take great comfort in this pillow. Just lay your weary head down and maybe even have a little cry. This lap will not slap you when you try something inappropriate under the guise of seeking comfort. It will always be there, caressing your tired man head with space-age polymer love.

Comes in nice girlfriend and slutty maid models. Because, of course it does.

 

 

 

 

6) Get a damn bicycle already.
Yea, I need one.

7) Stop making Ryan Gosling and Michael Fassbender fight over me.
You can share yourself with them. They will understand. They will have to.

8) Stop pretending that Ryan Gosling and Michel Fassbender are in love with me.
Because that makes Clive Owen uncomfortable.

9) Eat more cheese.
Who am I kidding? I eat tons of cheese. Maybe it’s not enough though? I am worried.

10) Stop worrying.
I worry that I worry too much. I need to stop worrying about things I can not control. Like my cheese consumption.

Elizabeth - January 22, 2012 - 8:50 am

You make throat cramp in giggles every time Tas sends me your link! Bless you, your cheese consumption, plans for 2012 and all that Blues. 2011 is so passe! Let the ninja antics begin! Amen.
Elizabeth (Tas’ friend in Germany, which is close to France, who invites you to come and speak French in Germany anytime!)

jayme - January 5, 2012 - 9:38 am

Amanda. You are a piece of a cheese.

Amanda - January 5, 2012 - 8:34 am

What if god is a piece of cheese?

Laura Rossmurphy - January 4, 2012 - 6:31 pm

The therapist in me says: I get the distinct feeling from reading your blog and posts that you had very few choices and freedom in your early life and have therefore become overwhelmed by trying to gain control over every aspect of your adult life.

Or maybe you are just crazy…like most of us. I have an excellent psychiatrist who would love to over medicate you.

HOWEVER, The realist in me says: Control is over-rated. Trust, on the other hand, is not. So trust yourself, your God (or whatever), your loved ones and most importantly, trust in your cheese.

I’d like to add a #11 to your list: Never, ever, hire me as your therapist.

bill holston - January 4, 2012 - 12:48 pm

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-8pOgzjMULg

in your honor. Sorry 2010 was such a bummer year. Here’s hoping 2012 is everything that you hope for.

Meanwhile this song should help.

Newborn Photographer Dallas | So Lonely

Dear Blog,

Why are you so lonely? Hast though been forsaken? A bit. Well, here is some bloggy love.

I intended to get back into the swing of things this week, meaning getting off my lazy butt and adding some content to this thing but I have been busy doing other stuff like comparing Star Wars versions and putting balloon captions on photos that only I find amusing. I work my ass off all year at a ridiculous pace and when I finally have a little bit of time to work at a NORMAL pace I go completely LOG.

I’m seriously thinking of sewing myself a poncho. Not that I need a poncho or would ever be caught dead in one (actually, that’s how I want to die – in a poncho) but because I have a new SURPRISE! sewing machine and a shapeless thing is about all I am prepared to make. Except I don’t know how to manage the neck or arm holes so it will be less “poncho” and more “cloth.” What am I talking about? Oh yea, this blog and the miriad array of excuses as to why it doth sucketh.

So a while ago I was doing the Photo of the Day thing and I am probably going to get back to that at some point. But until then, I have something totally stupid I’d rather do so stick around and you will see some of it soon. As for now, here is one of the hundreds of photos I took this fall that I didn’t post but meant to. Kids. They are cute and kooky, aren’t they?