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The Case for Imperfection: How Flawed Frames Make Stronger Memories

  • Writer: Gurmit Singh
    Gurmit Singh
  • Sep 23
  • 2 min read
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We live in a culture obsessed with perfection. Smooth skin, flawless symmetry, polished edits. But when everything looks manufactured, what’s left of the truth? I’ve come to realize that perfection often strips away what makes photography matter.


Couples don’t want flawless replicas of a wedding day. They want emotional echoes. And sometimes, those echoes come wrapped in imperfections.


Perfectly Imperfect

Some of my most treasured shots are technically imperfect. A tilted frame from the dance floor. A slightly blurred hug because the moment moved faster than the lens. A laugh captured mid-breath, before anyone was ready. These frames aren’t polished. They’re alive. They tell you not just what happened, but how it felt in motion.


They remind you that your wedding wasn’t a staged photoshoot. It was a living, breathing, messy celebration of love.


What You’ll Care About Later

Decades from now, when you pull out your wedding album, you won’t pause to critique whether the frame was mathematically straight or the exposure perfect. You’ll ask yourself: does this photo move me? Does it take me back to the joy, the tears, the chaos of that day? If the answer is yes, then it doesn’t matter if the technicals were flawless.


What matters is that it carries memory — raw and unedited.


Memory Over Flawlessness

Perfection is tidy, but memory is messy. A stained dress, mascara streaks, a glass knocked over mid-toast. These details tell your story. They don’t detract from the day — they prove it was real. That’s why I don’t chase flawlessness. I chase presence.


Presence in the crooked smiles, in the unexpected spills, in the unfiltered embraces. These are the textures of life.


Why Imperfection Wins

So no, I don’t aim for flawless photos. I aim for unforgettable ones. And the unforgettable often hides in the flawed. Imperfections don’t diminish love stories. They elevate them. They tell you that you lived, fully and unapologetically.


That’s the kind of memory worth holding onto.

 
 
 

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