Photographer booked!
We'd been pretty much "a thing" since we first contacted her in November, but today we made it official with the signing of checks and contracts and such.
Our morning was a study in contrasts- I freaked out, spent an hour picking out an outfit ("I want to look like me, but cooler! Like a cool me! But a cool me who doesn't care about being cool!"), put on makeup (seriously, PUT ON MAKEUP. Like me and the photographer were going to hook up if I played my cards right), walked around wringing my hands and finally just grabbed a cold beer from the fridge to turn it down a few notches. At 9am.
Worked though!
Aaron spent all morning naked in front of WoW hunting rares- 10 minutes before we had to go he threw on a pair of shorts and a clean tshirt. I don't think he knows what "nervous" means. (I know he can't spell it, for sure!)
Our photographer is Megan Finley and she is awesome. If I had known how awesome she was I would have probably been much more nervous! In LA Wedding Photographer terms, she's like a Vampire Unicorn- rare and impossible. She's just starting out so her rates are really reasonable, but she's got a quality level that I was seeing at the 1.5k+ range, and in LA I was still seeing point-and-shoot club photos at 1k. I dunno, maybe she has a dark secret, like maybe on the day of the wedding she shows up in a realistic bear suit and humps the guests?
(I would still hire her.)
Basically what I was looking for was a photographer who would order me around if I needed it (I will need it, as anyone who has seen pictures of me can attest to), but at the same time be open to whatever bizarre suggestions cross my mind. Like, "Hey you! You and Aaron take off your shoes so I can get a picture of them!" "Well, OK, but then take a picture of them HUMPING."
Totally worth the money.
Our morning was a study in contrasts- I freaked out, spent an hour picking out an outfit ("I want to look like me, but cooler! Like a cool me! But a cool me who doesn't care about being cool!"), put on makeup (seriously, PUT ON MAKEUP. Like me and the photographer were going to hook up if I played my cards right), walked around wringing my hands and finally just grabbed a cold beer from the fridge to turn it down a few notches. At 9am.
Worked though!
Aaron spent all morning naked in front of WoW hunting rares- 10 minutes before we had to go he threw on a pair of shorts and a clean tshirt. I don't think he knows what "nervous" means. (I know he can't spell it, for sure!)
Our photographer is Megan Finley and she is awesome. If I had known how awesome she was I would have probably been much more nervous! In LA Wedding Photographer terms, she's like a Vampire Unicorn- rare and impossible. She's just starting out so her rates are really reasonable, but she's got a quality level that I was seeing at the 1.5k+ range, and in LA I was still seeing point-and-shoot club photos at 1k. I dunno, maybe she has a dark secret, like maybe on the day of the wedding she shows up in a realistic bear suit and humps the guests?
(I would still hire her.)
Basically what I was looking for was a photographer who would order me around if I needed it (I will need it, as anyone who has seen pictures of me can attest to), but at the same time be open to whatever bizarre suggestions cross my mind. Like, "Hey you! You and Aaron take off your shoes so I can get a picture of them!" "Well, OK, but then take a picture of them HUMPING."
Totally worth the money.