Wedding Blog

I had one regret when I took my bridal portraits - I never saw myself. I know it sounds really crazy, but it’s true. At the Old Governor’s Mansion, I got ready in the dressing room and they had a full length mirror. But when the photographer got there it was a mad dash to get me into the dress. Once the dress was on and the veil was in place, I was out the door lightning fast. Yes, while placing the veil on I did look in the mirror to make sure it was on correctly, but I never noticed how I looked neck down. I can’t imagine why, but I just didn’t think about it.

Then when we got into the beautiful ballroom to take the pictures, again there was a large mirror, but with all the snapping going on and my entourage of a family looking on, I didn’t even glance at myself.

After pictures at the first place were finished, it was again a mad dash to get the dress off and hop into the car to head to the second destination, Oak Alley, which was an hour away. At Oak Alley I changed in a tiny bathroom and I was more worried about getting my dress dirty than how I looked in it and again I didn’t even notice what I looked like.

Once my day of bridal portraits was over, I was upset. How could I have not seen myself all put together? I had been so excited about my pics. I knew that day I would feel, finally, like a bride. All of my hard work and planning would finally be visible…and I missed it. Which of course led to stressing about the pictures the two weeks I had to wait for proofs. Did I look ok? How was my makeup? Was it too much? Was the veil right? On and on and on…

So a little advice from a bride that missed her first image, don’t miss yours.