We stop at this wide beach to walk the dogs. This couple emerge with their photographer and her assistant at the same time and somehow sweep this gown in a rather unusual procession down to the beach 300 meters away. The posing begins in front of my eye. I wonder why the photographer does not put Mont-St-Michel in their background. Perhaps it was too kitschy, as this shows. The assistant did not have time to hold any lens caps. Lizzy kept her occupied by repeatedly attempting to straighten the hem of the gown.