Monday, April 25, 2011

Photo shoot

Yesterday I stood on a shoe the size of a ... really, really big shoe a person can stand on. And I sat on an old satin bed next to the room where a pirate burned a man in a fireplace (allegedly). And stood on little pathways and at windows and lounged all art-deco like on luxurious couches. To conclude, I sat in my wedding dress on a couch in the middle of a field of straw or hay or something. A spider got in my veil.

I wasn't sure I was going to do the bridal shoot thing mostly because I'm cheap, but when I was at dinner with some chick friends months ago an acquaintance started talking about her new photography business and I asked about bridal shoots and it went from there.

I tell you what though. I now understand those poor girls on "America's Next Top Model." It's really weird having people stare at you and take your picture (especially if you're outside amidst dirt and pollen and spiders in your fancy dress you want to stay clean and fancy until you actually get hitched).

But I'm glad I did it. And I'm DESPERATE to see how the pictures turned out. I'm really lucky we got to use the location we did (historic house in Lincolnton, which has hidden passageways, magic furniture and ghosts galore). I interview the man who owns it on a pretty regular basis so the week before the shoot I was just like "So... I'm getting married... and that giant old shoe in your yard is really awesome... It'd look really amazing in, perhaps, a bridal shoot..."

It's nice when things work out.

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