Hive, I kid you not: THE MOMENT I was clear of any of our wedding guests, I kicked those heels off my feet. They were K-I-L-L-I-N-G me towards the end of the ceremony, and despite the laughs from our bridal party, I dug for them from underneath the skirt of my gown and handed them to my new husband to hold, slipping the six pence into the pocket of Papa Dillo’s tuxedo jacket. After our photographer gave the all clear sign, we all piled back into the sanctuary for some group shots.
And yes, in every single one of these pictures, I was sans shoes.
First up was Mr. A and I with Pastor Mark, followed by a couple of solo shots of us:
Then, we did pictures with my family.
We followed with pictures with Mr. A’s family:
We took a couple of photos with the people who were involved in the ceremony:
We ended the portrait session with some fun shots with Mr. A and I and the kiddos!
All in all, the portrait session at the church took about 15-20 minutes. Our photographer was seriously on the ball with getting people up for pictures and then moving to the next photo group. It was a painless and quick process and gave us just enough time to get outside for some artsy group shots with the bridal party before heading to the reception!
How long do you expect your portrait session to take? Married bees; was the portrait taking a painless process or did it seem to take forever? Anyone else take their heels off for picture taking? 🙂
- I gave you guys a recap of my recaps.
- I cried over cupcakes, we rehearsed, and stayed up until ungodly hours the night before our wedding day.
- We spent the whole morning and afternoon of the wedding day setting up the reception venue, and I massaged my own feet in the shower.
- Mr. A and his guys got dressed and had a mini photo session in the alley behind our church.
- Our photographer gets some shots of my wedding day accessories, and my ruby slippers are presented with their own personal photo session.
- I FINALLY get into my dress and I take some awesome pictures with my bridesmaids and Mama Dillo.
- I get a special, sentimental gift from Papa Dillo and I become obsessive about the time and take a few more pictures with the parentals before we head off to the ceremony!
- Everyone makes their grand entrance except for me, and I wallow in the misery of being by myself for 0.2 seconds.
- Papa Dillo walks me down the aisle, bawls his eyes out, and in turn creates the most outrageous chain reaction of blubbering ever.
- We say our vows and listen to some awesome scripture readings by good friends.
- MOH Henna and Bromadillo serenade us, we light our unity candle, and make out in front of the church as husband and wife!