When I show people photos of me from my past, there is usually about an 8 year gap that I try and avoid. The chubbiness, the bangs that started halfway back my head, the glasses…. the gems of my youth go on and on.
My family took a trip to Mexico when I was eight or so, and we stumbled upon a photo booth. The great kind where you chose a theme, put on a little costume and they changed the backdrop for you. Wa-la, you are on the cover of a magazine. So of course we partake. My oldest brother choose Guitar World, and wears a silver jacket while holding a fake guitar. My middle brother chooses Tennis World, holds a racket and a ridiculous grin. I choose Modern Bride.
Really? Modern Bride? I was eight! I even remember getting home from the trip and regretting my decision because I decided it wasn’t really believable. No shit. But there I was, an awkward Modern Bride in a hat and long sleeve half dress and it was already on the wall at home. Oh the wall.
Finally, the day has come where I love the insight that my eight year old me must’ve known somewhere deep within. It is today when I actually did grace the cover of a bridal magazine. Fortunately, the bangs are gone along with the hat and my awkward youth. Thank god for that. Thanks to my fairly handsome co-cover star my hubby and of course to our photographer Jillian Rose and Destination I Do magazine! I’m okay framing this cover 😉