The first look. A debated topic in wedding-land. Throughout our engagement, John and I went back and forth on having a first look. After he was a groomsmen in two weddings in the summer, he decided that we should do a first look. I agreed. It was set. We made plans for the girls to go out to the B&B first to take some pictures and for the guys to arrive later. This would give the girls a chance to finish up and then set us up for our first look. As my mom and I drove to De'Starte, John called me. I could immediately tell that he was panicked. He quickly explained that he had changed his mind, and absolutely did not want to see me before the ceremony. Then he asked if I was mad. :-) I was not. At all. It was so sweet to hear his worry of seeing me. We took it in stride. I called Jill, explained, and we rolled with the new schedule. No harm done. I had a bandanna in my bag that I made sure got to John before he approached where the girls were taking pictures. He wore it for about an hour and a half before the wedding. When the girls were finishing pictures, we walked back towards the porch of De'Starte and I saw this:
Ain't he cute? Well, we took this opportunity to not see each other, but get some really great pictures. I treasure these...
I can't tell you how many times he said "DO NOT let my hand touch your dress!!" He didn't want any of the surprise ruined!
this is one of my favorite pictures now.
Roll with it.