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30 Wedding Photos: 14

Sometimes an eye is enough, a single eye. Well, almost enough. The mirror is also needed, and the hair and hand - together they add up to something beautiful.
Of all the different parts of a wedding, often my favourite pictures come from the getting ready part of the day. Partly I think this is because of the access, the trust: brides and their entourage, or grooms and their's, are to be complemented on their bravery and it pays off - letting in a photographer while you prepare your look for the day ahead, it ain't easy. Sure, partly it is maybe convention and people let their desire to do the conventional overrule their desire for privacy, but there remains a huge amount of value in these pictures because of the likelihood of the photographer being able to capture an unguarded moment. And unguarded moments have the potential to be far more beautiful than any number of arranged or posed pictures.
So, above, a beautiful young woman is prepared, and prepares herself, for her role in a ceremony the origins of which go back centuries and strike at the heart of what it is to be human. I think there is a little of that to be read in her eye. And I'd like to thank her for her bravery and for allowing a stranger to do his best to show this to other people.


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