Most uncomfortable newlyweds ever. I smell an arranged marriage.
What do I like the most about this shot?
The fact that you can tell from the look on his face that he knows in his heart that he is one lucky guy. Too many people in this age cannot appreciate the beauty of things so simple.
The love of a dog. The love of another person. And both comfortable enough in your presence to go to peacefully to sleep on you.
As long as I had these things — with a guy, of course— I could live with just enough to money pay my bills, put a roof over our head, deal with medical emergencies, and do enough things (not have things) to make sure we both feel as if we are growing emotionally and intellectually.
But after love, anything else is just gravy.
Did I say how much I love this picture?