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Now the beloved photography studio does everything from restorations to passports to family portraits, but the bulk of our income, especially in the summer, comes from weddings.
And that's where the woe begins.
One bride in particular stands out; she wasn't a relative of mine, but the relative of a close family friend.
Mom and I started the day with a portrait. The couple were getting married in a few months, but wanted a few pictures in their wedding duds - she had an amazing Japanese style dress even though she wasn't Japanese - and they were a blast. They were fun, chatty, both really attractive and just a riot to work with. I remarked later that it was a shame that we only got to spend an hour with them, as they were so nice.
Onto Bride-Demon.
BD was young and spoiled all to hell. The family was clearly well off, but none of them were entitlement whores, just way too indulgent. BD was also quite young, as I recall, not quite twenty if memory serves. Although to be honest, it wouldn't have shocked me if she was a four year old trapped in a twenty-something's body, because that's the way she acted.
BD makes us go all the way to Niagara Falls for her formal pictures, which is quite a drive and crawling with other wedding parties in the summer because it's a beautiful park overlooking the falls and it has plenty of locations.
BD was young, thin, blond and bitchy. Now we can do formal photos in a half hour; it's just fast and there's not as much variety, but all of the shots will be quality. Ideally, an hour will get everything done and ensure at least a couple of sets of various groupings to choose from.
Right after the first group shot, BD starts up: 'Are we DONE yet? Can we GO now? Are we DONE yet?! It's hot out, I'm hungry. Are we DONE yet?!"
And she just would not shut up. The group was well behaved, nobody drank enough to be obnoxious, but the little drama queen wouldn't shut her trap about wanting to leave! I swear at one point I could hear my mother grinding her teeth.
Now, there are several consults before the wedding and we always tell couples to bring some snacks for the formal shots because usually the wedding party is too nervous to eat before the ceremony and you certainly don't want them going through a Mcdonald's drive through and ruining their appetite before the reception (sad, but it's happened.)
Usually couples bring sandwiches and beer and stuff. Sometimes pizza. What does this genius bring for her 10+ wedding party? A bag of oranges.
So finally we were done and my mother and I were quite rage-filled on the way home.... and of course she wasn't happy with her pictures.
I did get satisfaction in finding out that apparently none of her extended family like her all that much
And that's where the woe begins.
One bride in particular stands out; she wasn't a relative of mine, but the relative of a close family friend.
Mom and I started the day with a portrait. The couple were getting married in a few months, but wanted a few pictures in their wedding duds - she had an amazing Japanese style dress even though she wasn't Japanese - and they were a blast. They were fun, chatty, both really attractive and just a riot to work with. I remarked later that it was a shame that we only got to spend an hour with them, as they were so nice.
Onto Bride-Demon.
BD was young and spoiled all to hell. The family was clearly well off, but none of them were entitlement whores, just way too indulgent. BD was also quite young, as I recall, not quite twenty if memory serves. Although to be honest, it wouldn't have shocked me if she was a four year old trapped in a twenty-something's body, because that's the way she acted.
BD makes us go all the way to Niagara Falls for her formal pictures, which is quite a drive and crawling with other wedding parties in the summer because it's a beautiful park overlooking the falls and it has plenty of locations.
BD was young, thin, blond and bitchy. Now we can do formal photos in a half hour; it's just fast and there's not as much variety, but all of the shots will be quality. Ideally, an hour will get everything done and ensure at least a couple of sets of various groupings to choose from.
Right after the first group shot, BD starts up: 'Are we DONE yet? Can we GO now? Are we DONE yet?! It's hot out, I'm hungry. Are we DONE yet?!"
And she just would not shut up. The group was well behaved, nobody drank enough to be obnoxious, but the little drama queen wouldn't shut her trap about wanting to leave! I swear at one point I could hear my mother grinding her teeth.
Now, there are several consults before the wedding and we always tell couples to bring some snacks for the formal shots because usually the wedding party is too nervous to eat before the ceremony and you certainly don't want them going through a Mcdonald's drive through and ruining their appetite before the reception (sad, but it's happened.)
Usually couples bring sandwiches and beer and stuff. Sometimes pizza. What does this genius bring for her 10+ wedding party? A bag of oranges.
So finally we were done and my mother and I were quite rage-filled on the way home.... and of course she wasn't happy with her pictures.
I did get satisfaction in finding out that apparently none of her extended family like her all that much
That includes uncles, aunts and cousins. Basically, my parents (the studio owners) and I will do the wedding. Usually what happens is that the happy couple gets their pictures for free, along with an upgrade album, but it's understood that this is the wedding present on behalf of my entire family. It's a good deal.
Except my (at the time) two and a half year old daughter was being a PITA, so I didn't even get to see the ceremony (I took her out of the tent so she wouldn't disturb the rest of the family). *sigh*
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