Evie was given a small basket filled with roses, lilies, and several other types of flowers needed to capture the Sunset Charm concept of the photoshoot.
"Let's begin. Now gaze into the Golden Hour."
Evie understood what he meant and quickly stood near the rooftop railing, turned slightly away from the camera. She held the basket in one hand by her side, while her other hand lightly touched the brim of her hat to keep it from blowing in the wind.
She looks out toward the Eiffel Tower, her chin tilted up to catch the last rays of the sun on her face. Her expression clearly conveyed that she had found her prince charming in an unexpected place, and that alone matched the shot idea needed for the photograph.
"Perfect!" Mr. Charles exclaimed from the sidelines. "That's the charm we were looking for!" He clapped his hands.
Click. Click. Click.
