Photobooth Action

So my dear, dear friend Lissette (also known as Elle) and her wonderful Sam got married a little over a week ago. The wedding was beautiful, emotional, wonderful. AND I was given free reign to take all the pictures I wanted. She had an amazing photographer but, I won't lie, I was totally picture jealous. I wanted to take those pictures! I still got some good ones (and some Elaine Exclusives) that I'll be sharing here as soon as I'm done editing them. I've been trying to multi-task: creating the new website, editing Elle's pictures, teaching, wifeing (new word?), cooking, that it's a wonder I haven't lost it.

The point of this post: Instead of the usual favors offered at weddings, Sam and Elle provided their guests with a photobooth. That thing was awesome! Mike and I went up five times. You had four seconds between pictures and they provided all sorts of hats, glasses, boas--the works.

Here we are in all our photobooth glory (pardon the graininess, Mike scanned them at work. Santa, can I have a printer/scanner?)

I'm going to start off with the best series. We walked into the booth with a plan of attack: cops and robbers/pimp hats/antennas/glasses. I barked out orders that way, too.

Here I am with the blushing bride:

Can someone else get married and have a photobooth so that Mike and I can do this again?