GRRRRR

My mom acquired some professional photography gift cards and gave them as a gift to my brother and I to have our little families' pictures taken.  I spent the whole week hunting for the perfect clothing for my little family.  This was very stressful and intensive work.  Just this morning I found the last items to finish up the perfect coordinating color scheme.

Our photo shoot was scheduled for 5:00 PM.  I know - not ideal - but with Scott having work and school everyday we didn't have much of a choice.  Of course Stephen decided to throw a huge tantrum as we were getting ready to leave - he was totally uncooperative. Scott was late getting home from work, and I was still frantically trying to get everyone dressed by myself at the time we were supposed to be heading out the door.  Finally, only 10 minutes behind schedule, we left.  I was not too happy about the stress but we managed to hold it together because I knew that in a while the whole thing would be over and we would have some family pictures to show for it.

We showed up at "Sam's" house for our photo shoot - he has a studio in his basement.  After walking all the way through his house and down the stairs Sam looked at us for a minute and asked me if I only brought a skirt to wear.  "Yup."  He didn't seem too thrilled about that.  Then he said that he thought our clothes were going to clash.  "Those stripes on the baby's shirt will look terrible with the stripes on dad's shirt."  Uhhhhhh... Boston's shirt had a nice green stripe that matched perfectly the color of Scott's green and white striped shirt (very subtle stripes - from a distance it looked solid).  Sam wanted to have Boston wear only his plain blue undershirt onesie for the pictures.  It is stained and too small so I vetoed that idea.  Sam just kept looking at all of us and finally he said, "how about you guys come back on Monday?"  SAY WHAT??? (That was in my head).  Sam insisted that we would not be happy with the way the pictures looked.  I was ticked - TICKED! I am still so mad just thinking about it.  After all of that planning and stress and running around to all of those stores I couldn't believe that he would refuse to take our pictures in what were wearing.

Sam said that we all needed to be wearing the same color.  I don't know much about photography so I am sure that he knows what he is talking about when it comes to what looks good.  I know that he is trying to give us the best pictures he can.  I know that he just wants us to be pleased with the results.  But SERIOUSLY - what photographer tells you to go home and change because they don't like what you are wearing???  Hey, I picked out the clothes - maybe they would look terrible in the pictures but wouldn't that be my problem?  If it is that important to all be wearing the SAME color, shouldn't he have told me that when I made the appointment?  I felt so stupid because five minutes before I felt that we all looked so nice and then in a blink of an eye we suddenly were not appropriate for family pictures.  Is my taste really that bad?  The other part that ticks me off is that I have to pull together more outfits for Monday and now that we have worn the new clothes we can't return them to get something else that matches better.  I am so done with the whole thing.  That is all.

*If you are wondering why we don't go with another photographer - it is a long and complicated story that I can't explain on my blog.  I don't want to tarnish this man's reputation, but let's just say I won't be reccomending him to my friends.  No, I will not be posting pictures of the original outfits I choose.  I don't want to know anyone else's opinion on whether or not they match.