Weddings are near unbeatable when it comes to standards of picture perfection. In how many magazines or movies or wedding blogs or Pinterest boards do you see something go wrong? Do you see awkward dance moves? Or empty chairs? Or people looking bored? Or the bride’s bra strap showing?
Wedding albums are a carefully curated selection of only the most perfect, most loving, shots. Almost leading you to believe happiness alone was what made everything so photogenic. The sun came out and the guests were beautiful and the bride’s makeup didn’t get hot and sweaty purely because of the love and the happiness and can’t you just feel the couple’s connection through the photographs?
What a horrible load of pressure. What an absolute impossibility in real life.
"I slouched in all the photos. Nobody sat in the front rows at all, so the photos show a bunch of empty plastic chairs, which looks awkward. There were no sunsets, a good friend was missing, two people no-showed entirely, and my bra strap is showing in one photo. These were just some of the things that felt very 'less than'."
This was one woman’s experience, as told on Ravishly. It’s the first time I’ve ever thought about post-wedding shame. Not shame that’s it’s over. But shame that it has happened, and it was absolutely nothing like you thought it should be.