Monday, December 16, 2019

In Pursuit of a Photo

I watched a bride hold her dress hem out of the puddles and was reminded of this story. My friend got married and I was one of the bridesmaids. It was one of those years that seems to happen at least oncebin everyone's life where a number of weddings and such occurred. I think I ended the year having attended seven weddings.
But this wedding, the women got ready in my friend and her soon to be husband's house. We went off and got our hair done together in a salon that was not really set up for quite that many bridemeaids to descend at once. And then we all came back to the house for the pictures.
The day was sunny so we took a bunch outside on the front lawn. There was a wooden porch swing and the photographer suggested the bride sit so we could all cluster around her. 
She did. The photographer determined the photos done and headed to the church. We headed back inside to grab our things before going to the church ourselves. The bride was ahead of me and her sister going back inside. I had a great view of the dirt smudged across the back pf her dress. My plan was to get inside, grab a paper towel and let the bride know. Her sister foiled my plan by gasping and saying something to the effect of "Oh no, your dress!".
My friend tried to look, but it is hard to see the back of your own dress. She looked at me. "How bad is it?"
"It's fixable," I said.
We did go to work inside. My friend said, as we carefully blotted her dress, "I knew I shouldn't sit on the swing."
So all of this is to say, if its rainy and puddles outside and your photographer wants to take pictures of your floor length dress, you can say no. Alternatively, I have taken pictures in the freezing cold, pretending I wasn't could ting the seconds until my coat went back on. 
I know folks who find the damage their dress incurred on the big day, mementoes. So, you do you. But you don't have to sit on the swing.

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