There are several ways to tell a story. This is a story of a little girl.
At some point in their lives women get asked why they want to get married. It must be cynical of me – can’t help it – to assume that popping a question nowadays means rather “why” than what it used to mean. First, when you hear it, you might be feeling astonished. For a true old school lady this is not a question to be considered worth answering. For the more emancipated sisters it just takes lots of explaining. What’s your answer?
For me and many girls I’ve talked to it goes back to childhood. It’s as basic as “playing house” and dressing up dolls. The level of detail may vary, but most young girls have imagined getting married. This is part of how we, girls, are bought up. So, dudes, blame it all on your mother-in-law.
That’s why I picked the couple’s little daughter to be the star of the show. I didn’t know the importance of her role while shooting. I concentrated on the couple as usual, but the little princess stole the show constantly asking her parents’ attention. A very natural behavior of a 2-year-old.
Writing this story I realized one more thing. Unconciously I’ve started to collect this tiny girl’s wedding memories. Makes you feel privileged, huh?
Have you chosen your storyteller yet?