TIFU by making my wedding photographer cry... tears of laughter

TIFU by making my wedding photographer cry… tears of laughter

So, this occurred at my wedding

Our photographer was this composed, professional lady who could likely shoot a hurricane and get the most beautiful photograph. Everything was going well until the "romantic couple photos."

You know, the one where you're supposed to gaze adoringly into each other's eyes like it's a perfume commercial? Yeah, that's not really our thing. My husband and I are goofy gremlins who burst out laughing the moment we lock eyes.

So, she says, "Okay, now look at each other lovingly."

My husband smirks. I snort. Noisily. The type of snort that can be heard in valleys. The photographer promptly loses it. Then my husband, in the most sarcastic tone known to man, goes, "Well, there goes our Vogue cover."

That was it! the three of us just died. Laughter, sobbing, can't-breathe giggling. She actually had to sit down on the grass because her camera was shaking so hard. Guests were looking at her in the distance like, "Why is the bride on the ground laughing?"

When we received our photos afterwards, she had created a folder titled "The Real Us," full of all the blooper shots, my smudgy mascara, my husband posing for laughs as if in a shampoo commercial, and both of us in hysterics.

They were my favorite photos. Weddings are meant to be emotional, but in all seriousness? Ours was just laugh-out-loud us.

TL;DR: Tried to take romantic wedding photos, snorted like a cartoon, made the photographer laugh so hard she had to sit down, ended up with the best “bloopers” album ever