When we met with our photographer for the wedding last week, one thing led to another and we ended up getting a bunch of photos of ourselves taken because we had, like, none. As in…I think there are three or four pictures of us together in the world. I have serious problems with photos of myself when a horse is not involved (and often even when a horse is involved). I don’t really have body issues in the traditional sense, but I do think I have the kind of face (and body) that looks best in motion, and that’s how I prefer to be, and damn it, I hate pictures of myself.
We brought Arya, and since the photographer is both a family friend AND a volunteer photographer for a local dog rescue (he said his daughter has SIX rescue dogs, yikes) he thought it would be a great idea to do some shots of her.
They came out awesome. Here’s my favorite: doesn’t she look grown up?!