Monday, October 13, 2008

In Which Miss Charlottesville Discovers She Is a Bad Bride

I stink.

A couple of weeks ago I went to take a tour of my venue, the Clifton Inn.  Miss Capitol Hill did a photographic tour of the Inn last year, which I found really helpful in thinking about where I wanted to have my wedding.  Plus, Mr. C-Ville was in London, and wanted me to take pictures of Clifton in September so he could see what the flowers looked like and where the sun was and all that good stuff.

I was in such a rush to catch the bus to Charlottesville that I forgot my trusty digital camera.  I called my mom, practically in tears, and she said, "Don't worry, I'll let you borrow my camera.  It uses film, but that shouldn't be a problem."  That's my mom, always prepared. (Say what?  Film?  What do you do with that?)

The only problem was the film that she had dated from July 2006.  So the beautiful bright pinks and purples turned into sort of brownish red colors:

But I can't blame the film and the camera for the crappy pictures I got, because I apparently was posessed by the Spirit of Uselessness and decided to take some pictures of trucks driving away:

It's not even a good picture of trucks driving away.

I feel like I let everybody down.  I don't have good pictures for Mr. C-Ville, and the pictures aren't even helpful for me.  And what about if you're thinking about getting married at Clifton? I'd be happy to share blurry pictures of the swimming pool.

I had the best of intentions in this photographic mission.  But everything went awry.  


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good morning, I touched up your photos through Photoshop and will be happy to email them to you to repost! Please email me at bbelanger@cliftoninn.net. All the best!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008 9:43:00 AM  

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