Quite frankly, the world doesn’t need to see you guys giving each other piggyback rides and holding a chalkboard with your wedding date on it. It’s a “if they didn’t get photographed lying on the ground in a pile of leaves, did they even get engaged?” situation.
My dad never posed with his hands on my mom’s face as they laughed with their foreheads touching, only to have to do it again because the photographer wasn’t entirely sure if the first photo turned out.īut something in the last thirty years has changed, and the world requires these photoshoots for newlyweds now.
There was no photographer that asked my mom to stand behind my dad, wrap her arms around him, rest her head on his shoulder, and strategically flash her engagement ring to the camera. They didn’t have a sunset shoot in the back alley of a restaurant gazing deep into each other’s eyes. I’ve never once seen an engagement photo of my parents.
