Time to add something new to the list of things I've done for the first time: Today tiffkin and I got all prettified after church and had our engagement pictures taken. It was fun ... I liked it. We went to this private garden in a nearby town, and over the course of 1.5 hours, the photographer literally took 400 pictures. I'm not sure if he took that many because we are so unphotogenic, or if he was so enamoured with our striking poses that his camera kept begging him to take more. Either way (or something else entirely), I now have 400 pictures to sort through and send out to every friend, family member, and newspaper Style section I can think of. Whew ..... a joyful craziness.
One shot reminded me of a photo shoot in high school (one in particular, because I have so many to choose from :). We wanted to do a shot of us walking down a path while holding hands, and Matt (our photographer) stood way off in the distance and just clicked off picture after picture. We walked the long stretch to him and he said, "Okay, why don't you go back and try it again." So we walked back 100 yards and turned around.
This was similar to my senior pictures from high school, where in one photo I wanted to capture my love for running in a shot of me running down a long hill. I put on my high school track uniform and my bright purple/orange spikes, and with the photographer standing at the bottom of the hill, took off running. It being an action shot, the photographer (George) had little certainy about what he would find in my flailing arms and body rushing all to quickly down a grassy embankment. I came down to the bottom of the hill on many an occasion and he would simply look at me and say, "Okay good, let's do it again." All in all, I ran up and down that hill like 13 times. I don't know if we got a good shot, but I sure worked hard for the outcome. Think I can still look pretty if I have to do the same thing over and over and over?
Okay, the real question: When was a memorable time when you got all dressed up and had your picture taken?
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yesterday. or pretty much any day i'm around my dad. he's always taking pictures - hey, we had lunch at mcdonalds, go stand in front of the sign... hey, you're coaching cheerleaders, go stand by the girls... hey, it's sunday, stand in the fellowship hall and smile.
yeah, my wedding takes the cake for most pics. consider this your practice run. can't wait to see them!
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