My grandpa was a photographer. Instead of throwing rice, the guests used the flashes from their cameras.
Hope that buffet caprese salad was worth ruining the moment!
The guy second from the left just lost a bet and now has to pounce on the groom.
The photographer kept telling me to be "sassy". I had no idea how to do that so my groom decided to show me his interpretation.
Apparently "sassy" means do a jazz slide à la Fred Astaire. I like a man who can dance!
See, when you take photos like this you inevitably end up the butt of a joke on Wedinator. (And we thank you for that.)
"You there, Pont Alexandre III! Please work with me here! Just because you're a famous bridge doesn't mean you can just half-ass it and expect these photos to come out good!" Ugh, Paris.