I’d been planning this shoot for three months. Erin scoured the internet looking for the perfect outfit. I had everything shipped across the country a week ahead of time. Details were thought through and plans were made all the way down to the adorable retro cupcake “prop” truck.
Then the day arrived.
It poured. Except for these shoes, none of the outfits worked in person. The light in the painstakingly selected cabin was overcast gloom. Life was mocking our plans. As life does. Then that magical thing happened. You know, the thing that only happens when you let go of your tightly wound expectations?
Someone happened to have an umbrella. Alli busted out with her adorable green dress that was so versatile it even allowed her do high kicks (the high kicks of an eighteen year old I might add). And the day continued to come together as Erin ripped up some orange tights to widdle up into an impromptu belt. We all couldn’t help but have a “C’est la Vie” attitude about everything. And in the end, I think that was the magic of it.
Do you have any perfectly planned photos that went all wrong but then translated into all right? We’d love to see.