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Your Picture-Perfect Day Deserves Perfect Pictures

I learned something the hard way on my wedding day and ladies, that is not the time for learning lessons. If you do not want to make the same mistake I did, keep reading.
I didn’t have the budget for a pricey photographer, but I knew better than to hire a cheap, inexperienced one. When I stumbled across a middle-of-the-road photographer who would bring along an apprentice (which meant I would get twice as many pictures for no extra cost) I was sold. (Her protégé was a former porn magazine photographer but that’s a whole other Oprah.)
We had several phone consultations prior to my wedding day and discussed whether I preferred mostly posed, mostly candids, or both. I provided her a list of poses that I ABSOLUTELY HAD TO HAVE: the groom and me (of course), Mom and me, Dad and me, Grandma and me, soloist and me, cake cutter and me. You get the picture.
When my day arrived my 2-year-old flower girl, a little ball of satin and tulle, carried out her job beautifully, almost. She waddled halfway down the aisle and decided on a slight detour: to go see Grandma. Her mother, a lovely (pregnant but not-yet-showing) redheaded bridesmaid rushed toward her, thwarted her detour efforts, carried her to deliver a kiss to my handsome groom, and handed her off to Grandma. Cute, I know.
After the ceremony, my organized photographer rallied everyone to their places for pictures. New husband and I looked great. Mom and I looked great. Dad and I looked great. And so on. When it came time for the bridal party photos, I wanted my flower girl to be included. Problem was, she was not as cute as she had been during the ceremony. Her cheeks turned red from the heat, she complained of the itchy dress, and she pulled out all of her “hair pretties”. No amount of silly faces, clown noses or tickle feathers would make her smile. And instead of the bridesmaids looking at the camera, WHICH IS WHAT THEY WERE INSTRUCTED TO DO, they focused on the tears and wails from my sweet little ball of tulle. Is it too much to ask that twenty-somethings look at the camera even if the 2-year-old won’t?
So instead of the awe-inspiring proofs I had anticipated, I got dreadful photos. You might think it was my fault for insisting that my flower girl be included, but I am not the professional. My photographer should have suggested that I take pictures, JUST HER AND ME, prior to the ceremony. Then the photos of the bridal party might have turned out as priceless as I had expected.
So my advice is, avoid a catastrophe and take pictures of all the little people in your bridal party before your ceremony, if at all possible. For me, lesson learned the hard way.

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