My #3 son is getting married in about two months, and I've been busy working on making flower girl dresses and addressing rehearsal dinner invitations--so understandably, I've had weddings on the brain lately. And that led me to feelings of nostalgia, which led me to breaking out my own wedding albums.
Back in 1980, a wedding shoot was a whole different animal than it is today. It was all very simple and straightforward, with not a hint of Pinteresty creativity. The package we got from our photographer included about seventy proofs (4 X 6"), out of which we were allowed to choose twelve shots that were made into 8 X 10" prints. There was nothing particularly artsy about most of the poses: aside from the pictures of everyone coming down the aisle before and after the ceremony, they were mostly of the wedding party lined up on the altar, and then the parents with the bride and groom lined up on the altar, and various other groups snapped in line-up fashion.
There is one candid moment that our photographer happened to capture on film that I find to be rather sweet, however. There we were, kneeling side-by-side shortly after we'd recited our vows, and my newly minted husband leaned over to whisper something to me (I wish I could remember what it was!), and I in turn smiled at him like the deliriously happy bride I was (as I played with the new gold wedding band on my finger). I love this picture, and I'll always be so grateful that the photographer happened to catch my husband in the act of sharing a secret with me on our wedding day.
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Okay, then. It's no secret that you'll find some interesting photos over at Clan Donaldson, so maybe you should head on over there...I'll just be here poring over these old albums...
Oh, and by the way: apparently the best kept secret is that I'm giving away a paperback copy of my novel Finding Grace. If you're interested in winning a free copy, go to yesterday's post and leave me a comment! :)
That is an AWESOME picture! You are so fortunate the photographer captured that moment in time.
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I know, we really were lucky we ended up with such a sweet candid picture. Because as I said, there was not a whole lot of "thinking outside the box" with wedding photographers back then.
DeleteAw, that is so sweet! Your photographer caught a wonderful moment. And I love that you know what you were doing with your hands in the shot. :-)
ReplyDeleteMy husband and I had dated for 7 and 1/2 years before we got married at 22--so I just couldn't stop touching that long-awaited wedding band!
DeleteSo sweet! I love the whole thing, the fiddling with the thumb, your beautiful smile, you look totally in love.
ReplyDeleteWe were and are. Life is good. :)
DeleteWhat a beautiful, beautiful picture :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Rosie.
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