What does the photographer want us to feel when we look at this? Is the tangled kite some kind of a metaphor for her life? Was she somehow riding the giant kite and got stuck in the forest? Who would ride a giant kite next to a bunch of trees, anyway? In conclusion, I strongly dislike forced whimsy.
Kate says: "My good friend and I were at a mutual friends wedding, and I caught the bouquet and he caught the garter. It was very awkward because we don't really feel romanitcally inclined towards each other. We took this photo before the bouquet/garter dance. These are our expressions of horror."
Submitter butterflyperception pointed out that this is most likely an arranged marriage. While that's troubling in itself, I have to admit my first thought was, "those two are gonna have some really uncoordinated children." Or hey, genes work in mysterious ways. Maybe we're looking at the parents of the next Roger Federer.