Two images from yesterday’s two-part engagement shoot at Serenbe with the very gorgeous Katie and Nate.

More to come, but until then, happy happy love day!

*All photos by Matt Miller

After we were finished playing in the field, Matt asked us where we’d like to go next. We’d previously discussed with Matt the going to Little Five to run around, so I sort-of cautiously suggested that we head to Little Five, but there might be a cool place on the way for us to shoot. I explained that there was this random papered-up graffiti on an underpass on Memorial, and it had “Pray for ATL” written on it. Matt immediately knew what I was talking about, said he’d always wanted to shoot there but always forgot. I was feeling pretty proud of myself, internally patted myself on the back, and thought I got a few cool points with the fates.

That is until we got there. I’d forgotten how narrow the median underneath the graffiti was. I’d forgotten how fast the cars whooshed by. Matt trotted over to the middle like it was no big deal, and I stood on the edge of the sidewalk like a deer in headlights for what felt like 20 minutes. It was probably only about 2 minutes, but my frozen-ness made it seem like forever. I decided to suck it up, and ran across the street with JP.

He then had us lay down underneath the hands. By this point, my adrenaline had kicked in, so it wasn’t really a bother. I felt pretty bad-ass laying in a median with 40,oo0 ants, lots of sticker-bramble-tumbly-things, and of course, a discarded hubcap. It didn’t faze me that I was flashing about half of Atlanta, though I was very, very glad I wore tights. It was actually pretty amusing, and after seeing the pictures, I am SO glad we shot there. We are too cool for school, non?

Next up was Freedom Park, a little bit down the ways from “Pray for ATL.” This part got extra exciting for me, because this is when the CRANES came out. Oh, my delightful cranes. The COLOR that the cranes brought. Ugh, the furious-day-and-a-half of folding was totally worth it. Matt had me put on my TB heels, which I was excited and nervous about– excited for shoe shots, nervous for being 6’7″ rather than 6’3″. (I got over that little mental ish pretty quickly).  He set up the cranes around us, we yanked up JP’s pants so that his blue socks could show for the shoe shots.

After we partied with the cranes standing up, we got on the ground, and Matt rained the teeny blue cranes on us. That was super awesome, even though I’m sure we ruined about 400 shots by one of us closing our eyes. We then got up, and did a few cranes-kissing and us-kissing shots, and then headed off to our next destination: The High Museum!

I love these shots (as well as ALL of our shots), because of the intense COLOR and awesome factor. I’m glad I didn’t come off as a crazy loon by folding all of those cranes. I’d like to think that they were a pretty B.A. prop.

What awesome props did y’all use in your engagement shoots? (Or plan to use, for that matter!) Did you have any nervous-shoot locations (i.e. the underpass) that ended up being totally awesome?

]]> http://iloveyoumuch.com/wordpress/2009/12/engagement-pictures-part-ii/feed/ 4 http://iloveyoumuch.com/wordpress/2009/12/engagement-pictures-part-i/ http://iloveyoumuch.com/wordpress/2009/12/engagement-pictures-part-i/#comments Sat, 05 Dec 2009 00:48:41 +0000 Lauren http://iloveyoumuch.com/wordpress/?p=947 Rather than lumping all of our engagement pictures into one post, I’ve decided to split them up. This is mainly because, well, I want to, and I have too many favorites to put all in one post. I love way too many. Plus I gotta ‘splain ‘em all.

So, first we begin with…

This leg of the engagement-shoot journey took place in a a big ol’ abandoned weed field. We should get major street cred because it was marked “NO TRESSPASSING.” After not obeying the sign, we started to play in the weeds, and then hunkered down and pretended to be in the wild. (Or at least that was my thought, I’m not sure how JP approached it).

Obviously, my ADHD self spotted something in the wild that caught my attention, so while JP looked at the camera, I looked at shiny things… or something like that.

At this point, Matt suggested that I try to push JP over. Clearly, by my devilish grin and JP’s incredulous face, this was going to go swimmingly.

I reared back…

And hulk-smash-shoved the ever-living-crap out of him. On the rare occasion that I actually do follow directions, I REALLY follow directions.

Man down.

JP got up, I brushed him off, and then we started doing the engagement-shoot-kissy-time. I’m grinning like a cheeseball and kissing JP at the same time. Takes talent, that does.

After that, we jumped around a little bit. That was pretty freaking fun, which is evident by looking at our faces.

*All photos by Matt Miller

And so concludes our romp in the weeds!

I’m really glad that Matt had us go here first. Running around and playing in a field was a good way to relax us both. Plus, it was a truck-ton of fun. (Say that ten times fast).

How did your photographer get you to relax in the beginning of your shoot? By talking, or letting you guys play around like monkies? Anybody else do something embarrassing like, oh, hulk-smash your fiance to the ground?

First, the opening process!

Ok, here we go! Engagement pictures after the jump!

I’m not going to show you guys the pictures before I look at them with my dear fiance! I want to hold his hand and squeal and giggle with him. They’ll have to be a secret until tomorrow. Be excited, because I’m excited to show y’all!

Ok, ok, ok. Here’s a teaser…

Wonderful, right? JP’s so dreamy.

Did you go ape-nuts when your engagement photos came in? Did you do about 45 happy dances and make noises inappropriate for someone over the age of 6?

Or at least that’s how I feel right now!

This morning I was elbow-deep in solvent and ink when I heard my blackberry a-buzzin’. Nothing unusual about that, so I kept on doin’ my printmaking thing. After I de-gloved and cleaned off, I went to go check my phone, and lo and behold, there was an email from Matt Miller. Our engagement shots were up on his blog. I (slightly frantically) packed my stuff up and drove like a demon home to check them. Was I going to look like an oaf? Did my lack of posy-cheese-smile and my massive amounts of being a spaz ruin the shots?

No, no, and no. These photos are perfect, and I love them nineteen ways to Sunday. The locations are great, the colors are fantastic, and, well, we look like we belong in Rolling-Damned-Stone. Matt did a super amazing-fabulous-fantastic-rockin’-bananas-bat-nut job. They are more than I could have ever dreamed of!

Ok, I’ll stop yapping for a bit… Onto the photos!

Holy awesome, Batman. It’s nice to have something that really represents us, because we’re not “stand there and cheese” kind of folks. If you all haven’t gathered already, we like things off the beaten path, and these are fo’ sho’ out in awesome-land.

Matt Miller, you are so full of win. Everybody, head over to Matt’s blog, give him some mad props, and also read the sweet and awesome stuff he wrote about us!

Who else was totally blown away by their engagement shoot? Did you go the traditional route or the non-traditional route? Which one of ours is your favorite? :p

Our engagement shoot with Matt Miller was yesterday, and let me tell you, it was awesome. 48 different kinds of awesome.

The morning started off with much flustering around and lots of me walking around in circles. I eventually sat down, made a ridonk playlist and continued folding our 20348 paper cranes.

The amazing Luke Salter came over to the apartment at 2pm to style our hairs. I really wish Luke could come over every day and do my hairs.

At 4pm we went to go meet Matt, and of course I got lost, and then un-lost.

For the next 3.5 hours…

• We tromped through a brush patch, complete with me pushing JP over into a barrel roll. (I was following directions, swear to God).
• We laid in a tiny median under an overpass beneath the “Pray for Atl” graffiti on Moreland Ave. I successfully flashed half of Atlanta.
• We were shot covered by the 420483 paper cranes that I folded. At one point it was raining tiny cranes.
• We played in stairways, boxes, and doorways at the the High Museum. It was very Alice in Wonderland at some points. I truly was the fifty-foot bride in my 4-inch heels.
• We confused the customers at Cypress St. Pint & Plate by kissing in front of the fire pit.
• JP scaled the iron doors at our apartment building while I looked shocked.

I took along the DSLR, but was too hyper puppy to even take it out of the car.

We had a total blast. I’m sure I was embarrassing spaz for most (if not all) of the time. Hopefully it’ll come across as awesome rather than super weird or unattractive.

Can’t wait to see the photos. We should be seeing them in about 3 weeks.

Is this too similar to the outfit option I have picked out for myself? Would this look like we were trying to be matchy-matchy twin-land? That would be… terrible.

Blazer: Moleskin Blazer, Gap, $98.00

Shirt: New Solid Oxford, Gap, $44.50

Jeans: Authentic Fit Jeans (resin rinse), Gap, $54.50

Shoes: Chuck Taylor All-Stars, Piperlime, $42.00