1.0PoohsDenhttps://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsdenVinithahttps://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/author/pooh_admin/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="YBMWbeyfUP"><a href="https://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/wedding-pictures/">Wedding Pictures</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/wedding-pictures/embed/#?secret=YBMWbeyfUP" width="600" height="338" title="“Wedding Pictures” — PoohsDen" data-secret="YBMWbeyfUP" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js /* ]]> */ </script> Quite a few of my friends have tied the knot the past couple of months and my inbox has been flooded with wedding invites. Obviously being away from India means I cannot attend weddings of my closest friends and in lieu I get to see their online wedding albums. These wedding albums never fail to bring smiles to my face, the obvious reason for the smile being the happiness the couple radiate. But the special ones that make me laugh out loud are the ones the photographers take the bride and groom shots. These pictures are the most unnatural pictures ever. I have few of my own. R placing his hands on my shoulder rather uncomfortably and me forcing a goofy smile, me seated on a chair and R seated on the arm of the chair… you know what I am talking about. Every wedding photographer takes these standard poses and they never turn out good. A forced smile, uncomfortable clothes and a crowd distracting you often – all together a recipe for disaster. But these pictures are a photographer’s must-have. A few months before my D-day, I sat down with my photographer to discuss his work or rather his […]