Last night we picked up the CD of our engagement pictures. Darlene is a wonderful still life photographer and is just starting to venture out into human photography. She did our photos very inexpensively in exchange for experience and using the photos in her portfolio. The main reason we were doing pictures is so my mum can have a picture for the obligatory announcement in the hometown paper. Of course, since Jake hates taking pictures, I was excited at possibly getting a nice one of us to frame in the house :) This is my favorite picture of the day.
You can check out all the pictures here.
The wind didn't cooperate always, so some pictures that would be really great have me with funky hair, but there are enough nice ones that I'm not disappointed (though I would have loved one under the weeping willow!)
Opinions on the dress? It was a touch big but most of the photos hide it well (the back gaped). I bought a grand total of 14 dresses through 4 very long, exhausting hours of shopping on Friday night and another 2 on Saturday morning. I didn't keep count in total, but at Macy's alone I tried on 42 dresses, so all in all the try on number had to be greater than 100. I was expecting a call from the credit card company due to the amount being spent in a very small time frame (as I also bought several things for Jake to match depending what dress I chose). I also snuck in 2 pair of new Levi's that are as close to fitting properly as I've found in a long time. I truly despise shopping for anything other than shoes, purses or kitchen supplies. Nothing ever fits and it's always an ordeal. Most stores don't even carry stuff below a Size 4, but I will try on 'just in case' it may fit. It never does. . you think I'd learn my lesson. So, I'm primarily relegated to whatever Ann Taylor/LOFT have that season in a 0P. Seriously? I'm a zero? I'm nothing? The weird part to me about this is a) in HS I was smaller than I am now, but wore a 5/6 and b) I know plenty of people smaller than me and I always wonder where they shop. . . kids section? It's crazy and does nothing but make me more self conscious than I already am. Maybe if I actually work on my sewing I can espouse the fashion industry and dress myself in perfectly tailored clothes made myself! Oddly enough, in all my sewing patterns, my measurements put me in a Size 6/8. . . why such a disconnect?! I know not a single person of any size who has a good time finding clothes, so who are these things made for?!