Kaiti’s Big, Sparkly 3-0 Divorce Photoshoot

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Trash the Dress private online divorce support group member Kaiti shares pictures from her 30th birthday photo shoot, saying “I love the idea of doing an empowering post-divorce photo shoot, but literally trashing my dress wasn’t quite right for me. I actually sold the dress to a super sweet young lady who looks beautiful in it, so I’m glad the dress can have another chance to fulfill its destiny!”

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“My 30th birthday had been looming, and I wanted to mark the occasion somehow. I teamed up with Kristin McMaster of The Memory Box photography, and we just played for the day! I had a great time cuddling with my puppy and playing dress up. I wanted to focus on positive energy and remind myself of what a great little life I have here in New Orleans, and this was the perfect way to do so!,” says Kaiti.

We agree! How adorable is her dog?! And let’s not get started on the awesomeness of that confetti picture. Everyone should steal the idea for that shot!

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Emily’s Trash the Dress Style Divorce Photo Shoot

Guest blog from Trash the Dress private online divorce support group member, Emily.

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When a friend introduced me to the Trash The Dress Stories of Celebrating Divorce in your 20s, I didn’t realize the impact it would have on me personally.  Everyone who gets divorced talks about starting a new chapter. For me it’s not just a new chapter, it is about writing an entirely new book.

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The process of trashing the dress helped me obtain closure on that last chapter of the last book.  And my ex-husband said I’d only wear the dress once! Ha! I was inspired by the other women who decided to destroy their dresses and decided to do the same.

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There are two songs by Rascal Flatts that actually helped inspire a lot of the shoot- the first being “Changed,” which speaks of coming up out of the water, a baptism of sorts. The second “I’m Moving On,” with the lyrics “I’ve dealt with my ghosts and faced all my demons, finally content with a past I regretted.”

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The photographer who shot my wedding, Dana at Happily Ever After Photography, put it perfectly in her description of our session- “Sometimes ‘Happily Ever After’ means moving on!”  She was very instrumental in our shoot as she would remind me to either think about my past and help me remember some of the passion, the anger, the hurt, or to think about looking out into my future and seeing what good things are to come.

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Through the healing process I’ve learned that I have a love for reading and have been picking up different books as recommended. One is The Language of Letting Go by Melodie Beatty, which has a particular passage referring to being yourself. This was a new concept for me as I had just molded myself to what was expected out of me, from my husband, peers, friends, family and even co-workers. Learning to be myself, I’ve discovered I’m pretty damn awesome! (I’ve had some help learning that one along the way.)

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My trash the dress session was incredibly therapeutic. I recommend doing the things you need to do to obtain closure, not to care what people think of your actions because in the end, you are the only person who walked in your shoes and you are the only person who can really understand where you were then and where you are going now.

1069800_10151593199218402_319568923_nPLEASE USE CAUTION WHEN DOING TRASH THE DRESS STYLE PHOTO SHOOTS IN WATER! AVOID DEEP, ROUGH WATERS. REMEMBER, WET DRESSES WEIGH YOU DOWN AND MAY CAUSE DROWNING.

 

 

Ripped, oiled, and cleansed…

You’re laying in bed processing the harsh reality of the word ‘divorce.’ You suddenly have gone from forcing a fairy tale out of a nightmare to facing a new beginning, and all that is left are the pieces of the memories. At least that was where I was when it hit me… “What am I going to do with my wedding dress?”

For any woman, our wedding dress is the most tangible item that ties us to our fairy tale. Yet after the fairy tale falls apart it becomes this “thing” that we so badly want to hang on to, yet so badly want to rip apart. So when I began researching what seemed like every trash the dress photo ever taken, I had a hard time pinpointing what to do to truly capture every facet of what this divorce meant to me… A new beginning, but a severe brokenness. Freedom, yet uncertainty. A chance at true love, but a dismissal of my false fairy tale. Confidence bred from years of being broken down.

But suddenly it all came together.

I reached out to the photographer that had done our original wedding photos, as I’ve always loved his work, and he was more than willing to do these for me. So that was marked off my list.

What would be the ideal location? Well, for me it took about a month and lots of brainstorming to reach a conclusion. My dad owns his own auto repair shop and when my mom approached me with the idea of utilizing his shop I immediately knew it was perfect. None of my family had attended my wedding, my dad never got the honor of walking me down the aisle, and for two years after the wedding communication with my family had to be kept to a minimum. So being able to capture this moment with my family, and allow them the honor of assisting me in “trashing my dress” took no thought.

In planning what kind of pictures I would want, the only thing I went in wanting to capture was something related to me ruining his ring. The day I escaped that life, he handed me his ring and made me give him mine. I was tired of seeing it every time I opened my wallet, so I knew this would be my opportunity to rid myself of that as well.

That day was something that words can’t describe. I felt like life was in rewind, and I was playing catch up. Yet there was this amazingly free feeling in causing so much damage to a dress that represented the darkest days of my life. At the end of the shoot I took the shredded dress along with his ring and threw it in the dumpster. From that moment on, I felt lucky that I’m getting a second chance at love, and more importantly a second chance at life.

“Everything falls apart at the exact same time it all comes together perfectly for the next step.”

 

 

 

Piñata?

I can’t help but want to eat Skittles after viewing this trash the dress style photo- it’s pretty sweet!