Today's NYT has a bonafide trend piece (i.e., not "Girls dress slutty for Halloween!" or "Young people really like to take pictures of themselves and post them online!") about creepy guys who hire photographers to surreptitiously (read: stalkingly) photograph them as they propose to their girlfriends. One of the profiled men nervously dropped to his knees and proposed to his girlfriend near the Astor Place subway stop (WTF? Did they celebrate with 50% off sushi or a trip to KMart?) while the photographer "circled them and snapped away." If someone did that to me the answer would be "hell, no." And, in fact, Slate is sponsoring a contest for pictures of exactly that happening.
According to the Times, "The idea dovetails with the current trend toward photojournalistic realism in wedding photography. In recent years the intimacies of a wedding day — a glimpse of the bride as she dons her underpinnings, the stolen mash session between the newlyweds when the guests aren’t looking — have become increasingly fair game." I wonder if wedding photographers have whole archives of the candid moments no one wants to remember: the bride sobbing hysterically before the ceremony because she knows she's settling; the bridesmaids talking smack about how much they had to spend to be there; the groom pounding an entire bottle of champagne before he walks into the church (one of my friends did this). Those would actually be worth putting on Facebook.
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