It is ironic, many people have pointed out, that I'm a wedding photographer and yet I walked my dad down the aisle first. He and his girlfriend (that sounds so funny for a 60-something year old) of several years tied the knot on November 16th at the Chelsea Center in Sarasota. And let's get the annoying question out of the way: No, I was not their wedding photographer. If I was a professional chef who catered weddings, no one would expect me to attend my father's wedding behind a chafing dish serving guests salmon and pasta, so why do some people think people you can be the hired photographer and still be an honored guest? This has come up a lot in my family as I'm the "family photographer".) Enough ranting, back to wedding reporting. The ceremony was held outside, and during the recessional they danced and shimmied down the aisle to a jazz tune, very sweet.. Music during the reception was heavily influenced by my dad's favs (who taught me how to dance to the Beach Boys at age 9)- a lot of '50's dance classics as well as a lot of Dylan and The Stones, and my dad requested Billy Idols' "White Wedding" as a father/daughter dance (my dad knew all the words as I apparently played it ad nauseam throughout the house as a fifteen year old. Poor dad.)Ginger and my dad are both avid readers, so for parting gifts they gave their guests keepsake bookmarks, and on the back they read, "To marry again is the triumph of HOPE over EXPERIENCE."
(between the 2 of them they have 7 marriages- now that's experienced!) I now have an instant (just add a wedding and some 'steps' to the relation)
(between the 2 of them they have 7 marriages- now that's experienced!) I now have an instant (just add a wedding and some 'steps' to the relation)step mother (Ginger), older bro Philip and step sister in-law, as well as a cute set of twin step nieces and nephews. So if your great uncle and older but cuter sisters are driving you crazy this holiday season, remember this: you can pick your nose, but your can't pick your family. Where am I going with this (and is this appropriate to post on a wedding photographers blog? I don't know, it's therapeutic.) Happy
Holidays!
