There's never enough time when a wedding is about to happen. The closer to the Big Day, the more things there are to do. Flowers, and cantering details, and photos. Oh god, the photos, we're late for that. The photographer is on the beach, waiting. He's brought out a chair and has all this fancy equipment. The bride, running behind from the manicure and hair, has to hurry. Hurry hurry hurry! Just slip on the dress. No time for all the fancy lingerie she's picked out to wear. Don't need it for the photo of the dress.
So slip it on, dash to the beach. Do the traditional shots. Standing, looking back over shoulder. With flowers, without. With Maid of Honor, without. Sitting. Maid of Honor standing behind. Now the Maid of Honor has to dash back up to take care of a delivery. Sitting alone. That's it. That should be all the shots we need. He looks down at his camera and scrolls through the dozens of shots he's just made.
"What about this," says the bride to the hired photographer.
He looks up form his camera. He is frozen in shock. She's pulled up her dress. She has freshly shaved herself as a surprise for her new husband. A little something unexpected for their honeymoon. To have a photo would also be unexpected, and something they could remember for their wedding.
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