Well hello there!
WOW WOW WOW!!!!
They are unbelievable, just stunning!
OH MY GOD!! They’re fabulous!
I’ve never had such amazing photos!
Why choose me as your photographer?
Hey! I’m Tori (she/her), I’m a metaphorical plate-spinning wife and Mum who laughs at inappropriate things (but often doesn’t get jokes that others find funny). And btw, that mouthful of a surname is pronounced De-law-ree-ay.
You’ll often find me eating my kid’s chocolate while wearing a Comfy (which can only be described as a hoodie for a giant!) and binge watching crap aimed at teenagers on Netflix.
When I’ve got my grown-up hat on, I’m an award winning photographer based in St Albans, Hertfordshire.
I specialise in photographing awesome weddings, families and kick-ass businesses in Hertfordshire and further afield. (If you’re now going “oh but she doesn’t have a speciality”, oh but I do, it’s happy people!) And the basis of how I approach everything is outlined in my inclusivity statement.
People often describe me as easy-going and friendly. Clients that were nervous about having a stranger join their world, told me afterwards that it was like hanging out with a buddy rather than a photographer.
If you want to hear from real people how it is to work with me, take a look on the testimonial pages to hear directly from them!
Read on for more weird and wonderful nonsense to see if we’re friends that haven’t met yet…
There’s nobody more gullible…
Would you forgive him?!
People play jokes on me all the time. Usually it’s my husband, who is now teaching our son his evil ways!
The photo is my 1 year old son holding an exact replica of our kitchen knives made from cardboard and foil. My husband made this while I was a 3 hour drive away, texted me and then didn’t pick up the phone. They found it hysterical. I did not! Nearly four years on I’ve 90% forgiven them!
Gross story alert!
My brother (who is, embarrassingly, 4 years younger than me) told me when I was little that if anyone ever saw you do a poo and saw your “poo face”, you died on the spot. When pregnant, in hypnobirthing class the teacher was talking about the pushing part of labour and I became near hysterical assuming your poo face is why some women die in childbirth.
I was 34. 😳
Why I’m weird (if you believe my husband)
But, I’ll leave you to be the judge.
Maybe I am odd. Or maybe you, too, think life is just too short to eat cornflakes and think bananas are the tool of the devil. Who knows?!
I can’t wait to get to know you either way… whatever you eat for breakfast!
- How much of the time I eat leftovers for breakfast 80% 80%
- How much I freak out when I see a moth or a butterfly 100% 100%
- How much I still believe the poo face thing 50% 50%
- How often I wake up before the sun rises (for no reason whatsoever) 75% 75%
- How much I like bananas 0% 0%
A few more pieces of the puzzle…
I love jigsaws – totally old before my time
I’m a total bookworm and will read almost anything
My first job of the new year is making a photo book of the previous one
I don’t drink tea or coffee – shocker, I know!
I speak Japanese (but I’m a bit rusty now)
I’ve been in prison (calm down, it was for my dissertation!)
I love 80s big hair, rock music. The shame!
I love to travel & I’ve visited North Korea
I paid my way through uni swim teaching & lifeguarding