A neat encounter
At the wedding last night, there was a table of all of the parents’ and grandparents’ wedding photos on a table, which I see at a number of weddings. It’s cool to see the different styles of the decades, and to compare how my clients look to their parents.
Last night, the photo of the grandparents was phenomenal. Black and white, perfectly composed and lit, a couple in gorgeous 40s fashions with two other couples, women in fantastic hats and a flowergirl with enormous curls encased in a bonnet. It was fabulous and glamourous and aspirational.
I went up to the grandmother later in the night, “Was that your wedding picture? It is amazing”
She proceeded to tell me a little about her life, how the photo was from over 65 years ago, taken in 1944, when they lived in Denver where her husband (who was also there last night) was stationed. She told me she later went on to work for the FBI, which is just sort of adorable and badass at the same time.
