So today I had my bridals taken. I had about two hours of sleep because I couldn't quiet my nerves; and that was even after I took TylenolPM. So I got up at four to get my hair and make-up done at five to be ready for my photo shoot at seven thirty in the morning. It was early! I haven't been up that early since I quit Jamba Juice!! The photo shoot ended being a fiasco. Corrie and I got to the studio at seven twentyish and the photographer never showed. About eight o'clock we gave up and went home, leaving a messasge on their phone. At about eight thirty I get a call from the photographers explaining that her mom had had a heart attack and she had been at the hospital. Boy did I feel like a complete asshole!! We decided to still do the shoot since my make-up was still on, but I had taken out my hair so I ended up having to throw it back together. I don't think it turned out half bad.l These are pictures that Corrie had taken of the photographer taking pictures of me. I'm glad she did because I feel like the shoot didn't go well at all; I don't think I am at all photogenic. But the pictures Corrie took gave me hope that the photographer got some good shots as well. One can only hope! Tell me what you think and enjoy!
