Jon and I got our wedding pictures back yesterday, and we hopped in bed to review them one by one. The photographer sent us 800 pictures, and so I marked a folder “favorites” to begin an organization system. After the 50th picture, however, Jon turns to me and points out a flaw in my method -“They are all your favorite, Jen.” I began contemplating solutions, but Jon broke in with “Can we speed up? The whole morning is just your friends.” Favorite photo of said girls:
And, indeed, it was. The first 200 pictures were photographs of me and my bridesmaids giggling, drinking mimosas, eating bratwurst (on Wisconsin!) and taking a comically long time to get dressed. All 200 of these photos ended up in a folder called “before the kiss,” and the other 600 landed in a logically titled “after the kiss.”
All the pictures with Jon (“after the kiss”) make me smile just thinking of them – marrying him will always be one of the best things that ever happened to me. And still, whenever I’m going through the pictures, I have this HOLD THE KISS feeling that makes me want to linger on the images of just the girls.
The first ¼ of my wedding pictures are revealing of the first ¼ of my life – the highlights come from moments with my friends. I’m going to make a wedding album this week, and, yes, the first ¼ will only be pictures of my favorite girls. As I view the album in years to come, I will turn the first pages ever so slowly as that ‘hold the kiss’ feeling returns.
Thanks to Kate Bentley Photo for taking such beautiful pictures. You’re the best, Kate!