- 7 years ago
- Wedding: May 2013
Ok, I’ve finally gotten to the point that I can say I hate my wedding pictures 🙁
I was so excited, waiting for the day our discs arrived. I popped them in and my heart just… sank.
I immediately wanted to cry. We got married 5/25 and received our pics back in mid June. I haven’t looked at them since. Before the wedding I was so excited to create photobooks as gifts, to blow them up and proudly hang them when we found a home, and I can’t even bring myself to look at them again, it’s so disheartening.
It’s at the point where family members (like my gram and mother) are asking when they’ll get copies, so I’ve resigned myself to sit down and upload and order them this weekend. That and we are finally sending out the thank you cards, and I want prints to send to family members with the cards.
A lot of reasons go into why. It rained our entire wedding weekend, and was cold for May (low 50s). Our gorgeous venue is not well suited for rain to be frank, which of course is our fault for not considering that aspect (engaged bees-know what the rain plan is!)
The ceremony plan worked out just fine, but for pictures, we ended up taking them in the bridal suite, which is also their business office, with restrooms. So the background was bright flourescent bulbs, a conference room table, and a large plant. Just not what I dreamed of when picturing my wedding pictures.
The rain did not let up the entire evening, and looking back, I wish we would have just gone out for the pictures, but I was too hung up on enjoying the party, and not ruining the dress, and not having a large enough umbrella. This is one of my biggest regrets.
My biggest disappointment though is that the photos ultimately don’t capture the sheer joy of the day. That was the happiest I had been in a long time and everyone commented saying the same. I am not good at posing though and all of the pictures look forced, and strained, and the joy doesn’t come across at all. I just plain old hate them. I don’t know what the solution to that could have been but it just really sucks. Should the photographer have done a better job (shouldn’t she have been able to capture that)? Should I have relaxed more?
This post isn’t going anywhere really, I just needed to vent because I haven’t really admitted this outloud yet.
So who else being unhappy with their pictures? At what point did you accept it and move on?