The day I got my wedding photos back, I cried. Not out of sheer wedded bliss, but because I hated them.
The photographer was amazing and took great photos. I loved her work and I loved the work she did on our wedding photos, but still, the photos made me cringe. This was a time to be happy and delighted, full of excitement as I relived the ‘best day ever’, or so the story goes. Except, I couldn’t help but feel extremely let down.