After years of having not many frame-worthy photographs of me and the hubs, I decided to take matters into my own hands. While there are a couple photos from our wedding that I like and we’ve been lucky enough to have friends and family who snap photos of us at events over the years, we still don’t have very many photos of us in our house. Which makes for a sad Brooke because I LOVE PHOTOGRAPHY! So like I said, I remedied it. Miss Courtney was on a whirlwind trip through Louisville last weekend and I got us on her dance card.
After months of doing photography sessions myself, I’ve fallen in love with couples sessions. They’re just fun. The conversations, the humor, the laughs, the fuzzy feeling that you know everyone has at that very moment, the posing…
Guys, I don’t know how to say this without sounding like a moron, but I can’t follow posing directions! Seriously. Courtney was giving it her all, telling me and showing me, and by golly if I just didn’t act like a fish out of water. I kind of knew to expect this because when Christy Tyler did a few head shots for me in Chicago, I staggered some there. But five minutes compared to thirty minutes is, well, a lot more time to stagger. And if you think this is hyperbole, I can tell you the hubs laughed at me and told me three times that I wasn’t doing it right.
Mike. Told me, ME, that I wasn’t doing it right. Three times.
Credibility. Out the window.
As for Mike – well, sorry to say it, but he had it easy. Most men do when it comes to photography. I think women photographers realize that the guys are just along for the ride, so we try our best to make it simple and comfortable for them.
Well, that’s at least the story I’m telling.
But why am I taking the time to embarrass myself via blog confession? Because I want you to know that I understand. Being the photographer, sometimes we forget how it feels being on the other side of the camera, but I get it – sometimes it sounds weird and feels weird, but in the end, it can be absolutely beautiful. And while I know that I felt so goofy for not being to replicate Courtney’s vision, I have full faith that the images she took of us that afternoon are perfect. Actually, the sneak peek I saw made me squeal. So I know we’re in good hands. (I actually can’t wait to see what she captured!)
So yeah. I know how it feels. I’ve been there, recently, and know that I will never be a model. I know it can feel funny – and I’m telling you it’s OK to laugh – because in the end, it’s totally worth it!