Some Trash-the-Dress lovin’
To be honest, I haven’t done many of these. Why not you may ask! I have no clue. The are the BEST fun. After the tension and high energy vibe of the wedding day, the t-the-d is such a brilliant “bring-things-down-to-earth” or soak the daylights out of them, kind of shoot.
Needless to say Kirst and Wayne embraced the trash-the-dress shoot for all it was worth. The dress (which I’m relieved to say wasn’t really her wedding dress) was pretty trashed, well jolly dirty anyway. Wayne , clearly a bum man, managed to cop a feel on every single shoot (note E-shoot and wedding day). The fabricator (aka fascinator – and if you don’t know what it is, thats your problem) was also the subject of much humour. Even Ruby, my Bull Mastiff princess, got in on some of the shots. Think she was really a tad nervous that Wayne (or Kirst) was drowning especially with the lifting-up-in-the-air with copious amounts of water deluging in the face shots.
In fine form, the day ended with a yummy bottle of bubbles after huge amounts of mirth.