Put down your mini-soufflé, THE TIME IS NOW. “I’ve Got A Feeling” just came on, the dance floor is packed, and I’m all alone, waiting just for you. The curtain that obscures my gaping maw ruffles ever so slightly as Aunt Judith drags cousin Steve towards the DJ booth, and your moment has arrived. Be inside me, the Wedding Photo Booth That Will Be Your Truth.

Do you have your eyes fixed on a particular destiny? No? Don’t worry, I’ll show you. Rest your Bride’s Signature Cocktail on the greige carpeting outside my door, pull your loved one close, and prepare to see Yourself for the first time.

The [four] moment[s] I capture will reveal your true nature. Never will your love be as pure as it is in these 60 seconds when you blow a kiss, stick out your tongues, appear confused, and smile genuinely at one another. Nothing you ever post will get as many likes on social media as the frame of this photo strip that you choose to filter. But beware. Once you’ve exited my depths, kicked over your Bride’s Signature Cocktail, and scribbled something inane in gel pen next to your image in the commemorative photo album, there’s no going back. Your fate is sealed. Be careful who you choose to take this journey with: The Booth is the Truth.