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Some more engagement pictures

We took some more photos with Sammy's neighbor/pretty much aunt Miss Olga a few weeks ago. I absolutely loved, loved, loved the pictures my mom took back in October, but, with my big hair cut I look very different than I do in those pictures and wanted some updated ones to put on invitations. We also changed the date a few times so the shots with the date in them were no longer relevant. Here's a few of my favorite shots from that day. It was incredibly windy, cold, and the sun was going down, but we still got some good pictures!

I wore my great grandma's necklace for the pictures, although you can barely see it. She and my great grandpa were married over seventy years so I felt like it was good luck : )






There's something in this picture that's not in the others. She photoshopped Sammy's eyebrows! He was not happy about this! We couldn't come up with any idea why she would do such a thing, Sammy's eyebrows are perfect just the way they are thank you very much! Hahaha!

*Reenactment*

Now here are my other favorites- The silly pictures a.k.a bloopers


I felt the need to shed a few pounds after seeing the look on his face hahaha!

I think a poky thing poked his bum! My poor Sammy! 

There's nothing wrong with a man checking out his butt


Now all I have to do is pick one of these for the invitations. :) 

Comments

  1. Miki {Becoming What I Always Was}March 6, 2014 at 10:18 AM

    They all look great! I love the blooper photos, those are always the best!

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  2. AnonymousMarch 9, 2014 at 12:32 PM

    I love your engagement photos!

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