Let me start off by saying, I love our photos of the entire wedding party.
Similar to the family photos, I allotted basically no time for photos of the entire wedding party. I believe the timeline gave us fifteen minutes. That’s not because I was trying to make things impossible for our photographer. And it’s not because I didn’t care about the photos. But Mr. Whale really really didn’t care about photos in general. Like, at all. He barely allowed any photos of the whole day. (If it was up to him, I don’t even know if we would have had a photographer.) But I told him I wanted a few photos of the wedding party. He said, “We can have one photo. That’s it.”
So this is the only photo we have. The end.
Just kidding. I managed to convince Mr. Whale that maybe we should have a few photos, just in case. So he reluctantly said we could have ten minutes for the wedding party. (I told our photographer ten-fifteen minutes. Shhhhhh. Don’t tell Mr. Whale.)
Well, the time totally flew by. That could have been because it was only fifteen minutes or it could have been because we were having a ton of fun. Let’s say it was because of the fun. I mean, we did have tons of fun, once we figured out exactly how to get the guys to not hate the whole experience…
You might find yourself doing the fake laugh a lot on your wedding day. When it was just the girls and me, we ate that up. We are all about the fake laugh. So, our photographer thought, “Hmmm. Maybe that will work here too.”
The guys were not having it. The girls all think something is hilarious, and the guys are defiantly refusing to smile. Thanks, guys. Oh well. Whatevs. Brenda then went to the default pose for Mr. Whale and me: kiss kiss kiss! Mr. Whale might hate photos. But he does love a good kiss.
Success! (For the most part, anyway.) But you can still tell the guys are not quite loving all this photo time. (At least we got some smiles though.)
We then headed over to this awesome set of trees.
Okay, so this is a good example of why your wedding party should meet before the wedding. Because we had a huge welcome barbeque the night before, the bridesmaids and groomsmen really didn’t mingle or meet. In this picture, you can tell they’re all like, “Hey, so…who are you again?” And I’m pretty sure that guys are all thinking, “Seriously, I agreed to be in a wedding where none of the bridesmaids are single?? What a let down.” So yeah, it’s a good idea to introduce all those people to each other.
At this point, our photographer had a brilliant idea. The jump. I can hear you all now going, “Seriously, you had the whole wedding party jump in the air?? It’s so overdone. It’s so cheesy.” Yep. I felt the same way. But…y’all, those groomsmen who were hating the whole photo experience up until that point all of sudden loved it. Because they’re not boring people. Those guys are some of the funniest people I’ve ever met. They just hate photos. But when someone said, “Get ready to jump,” the guys all went into competitive sports mode and seriously got into it.
Okay, so it took a few tries to get it together.
Getting a little better, but we’re not together. Plus, I’ve got super wonky legs and a pretty awesome facial expression. What’s that? You want a close up?
That’s true love right there.
As they say, the third time is a charm. We nailed it!
I love everything about this photo. I love that it looks like my dress is a little hovercraft that I’m zooming around in. (I also love that I made it off the ground in that thing. Ten pounds of dress is no joke.) I love that my bridemaids totally brought their ‘A’ game. They are all in heels, but they are giving the guys a run for their money. And the expressions on everyone’s faces… I mean, you can’t get much better this:
Cropped by me.
Well, maybe you can with this…
Cropped by me.
When we were all safely on the ground again, our photographer shouted, “Everyone run at me.” And then she almost got tackled.
And again, the guys were all about it. Check out Mike (in all black) in the photo above, who clearly thought Brenda said, “You must race everyone.” Again, the faces were priceless, and it’s miracle the girls didn’t break their ankles.
Alex, the guy next to me, was kind enough to not step on my dress. (He was one of the few married groomsmen. He knows how important the dress is to the bride!) And Mr. Whale clearly has no idea that he’s about to be attacked in this next one.
No fake laughs in those photos. All genuine. We had so much fun.
Did anyone else end up taking a photo you never thought you’d take? Did you love it like me or hate it?
*All photos by the spectacular Brenda Upton Photography.
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