I don't take photos of people, as it makes me incredibly nervous. So, when a newly-engaged friend of the family asked if I'd be willing to snap some playful engagement photos, I was thrust headlong into at least three hours of internal ping-pong.
Ping. Pong. Ping.
My poor family happened to be with me as I ping-ponged from excitement over a new challenge, to sincere worries that it was unethical for me, the girl who insists that wise couples should invest in a professional for wedding photos, to say yes to this request. Incase you've not noticed, I'm soooo not a professional. Honestly. Eventually, my family convinced me that engagement shots, unlike weddings, are much more casual and therefore I shouldn't feel badly for giving it a whirl. I couldn't screw anything up that couldn't be reshot by a true pro.
Given that I've known Becca for over ten years, we were raised within six blocks of each other and our parents went to high school together...by day's end my heart had said yes-yes-yes. But the morning of our photo date, though I'd found a location, staged a lil' something in my tiny apartment and studied hundreds of e-photos for pose-spiration, my mind nervously pounded, "What have you done?!"
Yet, it was absolutely so, so much fun. Becca and Tom were brimming with laughter and love. Cheerily game for everything I suggested, they even sat on an ice rink for a hot chocolate date...making my first-ever attempt at portraits a total breeze!
As I poured over the photos later that afternoon, I couldn't help but get misty-eyed. B and T were so sweet. I'd captured love on film*...smiles + kisses + laughing piggyback-rides, and although my photos weren't perfect...
....I'd enjoyed every second of it. :)
*Edit: By "modern film", I truly mean love on SD card. Apologies to anyone I unintentionally misled! I'm quite certain I haven't loaded true film since 1996. Modern times are just not as charming as days gone by. Sigh.