Sorry About That

When I first started blogging for Weddingbee over a year ago, I would get a little bit bummed when some of the bloggers disappeared. I told myself I wouldn’t do that, and I posted pretty much every other day until I ran out of things to talk about. I was pretty excited to start my recaps and had so much fun writing them, but behind the scenes I was having problems with one of my vendors. And it became a problem that bothered me so much that I just couldn’t think about the wedding anymore in case I risked feeling negatively about the best day of my life.

That vendor was my photographer. We met our photographer a few times before the wedding. We loved him, loved his portfolio, and loved his style. When we got our photos back I was so pleased with them, but once the excitement wore off I realised that a couple of key pictures were missing.

I decided to email him and ask him if it were possible for him to send over those photos he’d missed. He had selected over 500 pictures and edited them, but I thought it might also be nice to have a look at the ones he hadn’t edited to see if there were any that we loved that he had missed.

I got a call from him—he didn’t have the photos. He had edited all our pictures, and before we’d even seen them he’d deleted the ones he hadn’t chosen as our “final 500.” He didn’t just miss out some pictures of our friends that we would have liked—he missed out a picture of me, Jack, and Jack’s parents. There is no photo of the four of us on our wedding day, nor is there a family photo of us with his grandparents. I was pretty furious gutted, to say the least.

He offered to re-shoot the photos for us, but Jack’s parents live hours away and his dad is ill and would find the journey difficult. He then offered to go to his parents’ home and take the pictures there—but we’d have to drive there and back in one day, and it would have to be a weekday. Jack and I work full time. And we didn’t get married in Devon—and these photos wouldn’t have been of our wedding.

He said he’d try and pull the images from his memory card, or try and rescue them from his computer. After a lot of emails back and forth I eventually gave up and realised that we’d never get these pictures back. Jack’s parents were really good about it all and just happy that we at least had a photo of Jack’s parents and siblings together with us.

I had to put the wedding to the back of my mind. If I focused so much on this, it could ruin my memory of the most amazing day I’ve ever had, and I refused to let that happen. And instead of coming here to tell you guys, I just stopped. So for that I really apologise. I didn’t want to be one of those bloggers who disappeared—but I went ahead and did it anyway.

I got an email from my videographers today. They have finished our video and are putting it in the post tonight. The nerves I am feeling right now are sky high—I really hope this video captures our day the way my memory does. So fingers crossed that I’ll be sharing that with you in the next week.

Did anyone else have problems with a vendor? Did you feel like you didn’t want to deal with it so you didn’t feel negatively toward your wedding?