When I left off, my dress was in progress, or in limbo, as I called it. Right after that last picture was taken, my mom drove me to the airport to catch my flight home to Los Angeles and Mr. Archer. Then, I waited (not so patiently, tbh) for just over a week while Momma Archer’s nimble fingers worked their magic to finish my dress. I was so excited when that big box was delivered, to see my dress completed and have it in my possession. I definitely had a moment of OMGSOSOON, and must admit that I did a little dance—thorough testing, you know. And that weekend, I played dress up at a friend’s gorgeous home in the Hollywood Hills and had my bridal portraits made.
A confession—we shot these the day after my shower and our joint bachelor(ette) here in LA, and after excessive amounts of revelry and champagne, I was feeling rough. I was not in love with the idea of getting done up, a photo shoot, or anything but sleeping it off, really. It is a testament to Jhovany’s skill that he managed to hide the hot mess. I mean, I even forgot to wear my engagement ring—who does that? Regardless, my mom was really pleased with these pictures, so mission accomplished.
All bridal session images by Jhovany Quiroz, Monstrous Joy Photography.
How did you feel when your wedding dress was delivered? Did you have a bridal session, or another photo shoot in it?