Can you guess where they are? I can’t keep a secret they’re in a candy shop photo booth!
Happy Thursday evenin’, honey bunnies! Ok SO. I’ve switched things up today, because we received an urgent question from a reader who needs help (if you couldn’t tell by the title of this post), and I definitely need your help figuring out what she should do. Reason? I have nada zip zilch nowhere near the understanding or personal life experience that it’s gonna take to provide the answer she needs. Oh, and paired up with the reader question? The killingest APROPOS sneak peek of a stylish little candy shop shoot, that’s totally like I said apropos, and totally killingest. I’m so excited that Session Nine Photographers submitted it so I could I bring it to your faces today style. It simply HAD to be paired up with this question. Enough, enough intro-ing, Alison. They get it. No, no they get it, they do!
Of course, before we get into all THAT…
You and I, we’re on a need-to-know basis, right? And an everything-else-that-I-possible-could-share-with-you-via-the-limited-medium-of-the-written-word basis. And then of course there’s the bodily-functions basis, that we’re on. We are on a veritable smorgasbord of tasty basi.
Well. Drunk off of the incredible mental high one gets from blogging for too many consecutive hours without water or bathroom breaks (I think, no I know, a lot of you get what I’m talking about), I wrote two blog posts in one yesterday. Ain’t no thang. Not uncommon. But usually I separate them out, because if I actually left in ALL THE STORIES my fingers end up telling WordPress in one sitting, within one draft, you’d be reading for days and you’d have absolutely no time or brain power left to leave a comment. And your comments on the blog are my most precious treasure, you see. I heart them. Hearing from you is a big reason why I blog. SO. Since yesterday was eff-up-your-process day for me, I ask that the Fantastic ninety Four people who – WITH LIGHTENING FAST SPEED – visited TKB within the first second of yesterday’s post going live, and already read this special little two paragraph anecdote about me and Honey, well… I ask that you be cool, be cool. ’Cause I really wanted to share it today, and I just really wanted to share it, period. Sort of to prove that I’m not the only sillyface in this relationship, and that instead of being grimaced at and scolded as I rightly should, my Honey actually encourages my crazy, but doubling down. Arighty, here’s the story…
Honey called me up from the office yesterday and within five minutes we were engaged in a travel-size version of the P-Nis Game. Here let me set the scene, so you get why this is a shenanigan, and not just another day on the prairie. Me: blogging from a location where one can play the P3nis Game with relative ease and only friendlies present; Him, from his office in a real-life office, with his door open, and a bustling community of omnipresent foot-soldiers in his midst. That, takes balls.
I let him win in the first round. I – I just, I couldn’t do it to him. Even though he asked to go first and actually did say the word, once, out loud. ”Sir, I have some important papers to-” P-NISohWHAT’STHAT? I’m sorry, what-what’s that? Yeah, no yeah – that was nothing. Just, my friend’s son, he’s got, something wrong, with, with his peen–umm, and he needs my help – nooooooo actually no, I didn’t mean that I know anything about problems with p — umm, mine’s fine – I’m just, trying to… important papers, you say? WHAT of THEM?”
Ok, so see? I’m not the only whackjob. Welllllll… actually, reading that back, I’m THE whackjob. Yeeesh. Also, man how sexual is the word *whackjob* huh? I never even thought about that, before, until I had to write it down. That is a Full On sexual reference, y’all! Holy moly! I’ve been using that term loosely! Around relatives! In rooms adjacent to rooms where my niece and nephew sleep! This is kind of depressing.
This is also a good time for the reader question I needed your help with. Here we go…
PART I ~ QUESTION FROM A READER
I am getting married in just over one week and am in desperate need of guidance! I love your blog and you always help out the frantic bride – hope you can do the same here! I wear glasses… have worn glasses since grade four. I have tried (on several hour-long appointments) to use contacts but it just freaks me out putting something in my eye! Everyone knows me with glasses and pretty much no one recognizes me without glasses on.. plus I’m pretty sure I look weird without them on. My fiance says the typical sweet-guy line, “Whatever you want, you look great both ways” which is adorable but not helpful in any way. So my dilemma.. do I wear glasses and look like me on my wedding day? Or do I go without and see what happens? Help!!! I can’t find any photos of brides in glasses that aren’t nerdy and our wedding is DIY but not nerdy chic.
Your loyal servant,
Hey R! As you might have been able to deduce, right around the part at the beginning when I said I don’t feel properly qualified to give you good advice on this… that I might not have any good advice on this. But my lack of personal understanding is not a match for my intense desire to help you figure this ish out. BUT, here’s my two cents for what it’s worth…
I’m sharing a smidgen of a shoot today, to sort of answer your question in photos… you’ll see, below. To me, that shoot doesn’t feel *Nerd Chic* in the least, but instead, the cutest little shoot between the cutest little couple, who are just being themselves. Trying out a bunch of looks. You’ll see when we feature the shoot in full at a later date, that the couple mix it up, re: the glasses factor.
What I’m quite awkwardly trying to say is, you need to do what you feel comfortable doing. If “everyone knows you” as a person who wears glasses, but you don’t want to wear them on your wedding, by no means should you just do it because you think people will drop to the ground and say you look weird. Because they won’t. Conversely, if you think you’re going to feel super uncomfortable wearing anything other than your trust pair of specs, then wear them. And just take them off every once in a while during the *styled* shots your photographer takes – this depends on your photographer, but typically, photographers take a good nice chunk of styled shots – so you’ll have opportunities to wear ‘em, and not wear ‘em. This way you’ll have a some photos with you rocking both looks.
… I’m turning it over to you guys…. what do you think she should do? She’s in a serious decision pickle. Let’s help her out of that pickle, rinse her off with some industrial strength detergent to get rid of that fermented cucumber smell, and help her on her way. Please. :)
PART II – KILLER SHOOT ACTION
Jessica from Session Nine Photographers submitted what essentially was in my dreams last night, in the form of a styled engagement shoot involving the darlingest couple and their lovely love but more importantly their killer taste for having fun with the camera. I’m not throwing the entire shoot up on the blog today, but instead a taste of it, that I personally feel effectively answers our reader’s question to the best of my ability. The rest of this supa fresh, supa killa shoot will hit your faces quite soon. But let’s stay focused here on the issue of glasses, shall we? WE SHALL.
Cutesie to the max, AMIRITE? Glasses or no glasses. But glasses are RULING MY FACE right now, as per the above!
1) what do you think about R’s predicament? Any thoughts? I’m sure she’ll appreciate your input, whether or not you wear specs. I just really wanna help her right now, because I imagine this is one of those serious personal crises we’ve all experienced, in one respect or another.
2) Ahhhh!! How stellar is this sneak peek of a stellar shoot that helped me to sort of answer our reader’s question? So stellar, is an acceptable the answer. But I wanna hear it, from you. It’ll boost my shoot-judging-ego.
xoxo! - Alison