While I only minored in photography throughout college—I knew deep down to my very core that it was the only path for me. Photography isn’t just what I do—it’s who I am. It’s how I connect with the world. When people ask about me, I say, “I’m a creator.” For years, photography was my first love—until I found video. That cracked something open in me. Now, the two live side by side, each one speaking to a different part of my soul.
My name is Lilia, but my friends call me Lil. I’ve always known I wanted to be a photographer. The moment it clicked, I was a kid on a family trip to Gatlinburg, Tennessee. At a mountain overlook, I borrowed my mom’s disposable camera and snapped a few photos. Capturing that view—and knowing I could keep it with me even after we went home—sparked something in me. I didn’t put the camera down for the rest of the trip.
You’ve come to the right place if you’re looking for wedding coverage that’s candid, a more documentary approach, rather than orchestrating, and photos and videos that have that vintage-like feel.
I’m inspired by all things old Hollywood – think Roman Holiday and It’s a Wonderful Life, anything Frank Sinatra or Dean Martin. European architecture inspires me in a way I can't explain and generational traditions fuel me – especially Italian ones as that’s where my roots lie.
Cinematography is a huge influence for me, and you can see that shine through in my work. I’m a big fan of those “in-betweens” and I would describe my editing style as raw, warm, and nostalgic – like film. Don't get me wrong, I will be posing you here and there, but for the most part, I like to capture the moment organically. Because who wants to look back on their day feeling like everything was posed and unauthentic? Let me capture your day for what it is.
I was lucky enough to grow up just a mailbox away from my grandparents. Every visit followed the same sweet rhythm — a quick walk up the hill, a breathless hug, a peek into the fridge for treats, and then a quiet escape to the laundry room where my PopPop kept his beloved Nikon cameras. After asking enough times, I earned an unspoken lifetime pass to his collection. I’d grab the Nikon D80 with its 200mm lens and head outside, chasing light and curiosity. On my 14th birthday, he gifted me my own D80, but I still returned to his lens collection often — the visits never lost their magic.
We still live just a mailbox apart, and my PopPop remains one of my biggest supporters. I don’t think he’ll ever truly know how much his encouragement and quiet presence have shaped me. So how did I get into photography? My PopPop. This space on my website is for him — a small tribute I’ve always envisioned, just as he once had a corner of his home devoted entirely to me.