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I’m getting married next month, and our photographer has told my fiance that he wants to take a photo of me in my wedding gown about 3 weeks before the ceremony so a life-sized portait of me can be displayed at the reception. Have any of you ever heard of this custom? I haven’t. Personally, I’d rather not do this. First, this seems like nothing but vanity to me, and my vanity doesn’t run in that direction.
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You, as the bride, can say “No” to photographers.
It needs more emphasis:
You, as the bride, can say “No” to photographers.
I wish I had realized that.
There really isn’t a single decent photo of me and Mr. Neville from my wedding. The photographer made me take off my glasses for some of them. I can’t see anything farther away than maybe a foot, and something about my eyes makes the lack of ability to focus really obvious in any picture of me taken without my glasses. I look either brain-dead or stoned out of my gourd in a lot of the pictures. Mr. Neville has a tendency to close his eyes in pictures, and I’m no good at faking a smile (and I hate having my picture taken, so a real smile is out of the question), so there isn’t a good picture where I am smiling and don’t look stoned and he has his eyes open.
There is, however, a great pic that someone other than the photographer took of me and my dad in the bride’s room before the ceremony. We’re both trying and failing to fake a smile, and we have the exact same expression on both of our faces.
Another thing more brides should know:
Just because something is traditional at weddings doesn’t mean you have to do it at yours.
My MIL wanted us to do the cake-smashing thing at our wedding. That “tradition” (it seems to me to have only gotten started in the past few years) disgusts me. I refused. We didn’t even feed each other cake because we figured we’d just get it on each other’s faces and that idea appealed to neither of us. We didn’t do the bouquet or garter toss, either, since I don’t like those traditions. Mr. Neville, my dad, and his dad didn’t want to wear tuxes, so we didn’t do tuxes. Our reception was in the afternoon with a meal at a buffet restaurant following, so I didn’t have to work out a seating arrangement and Mr. Neville didn’t have to do a lot of dancing in front of everybody. We didn’t have a getaway car, so obviously nobody decorated it. And guess what? We’re still married, even though we didn’t do those traditional things at our wedding.