Some two decades past, I shot the wedding of an ex-girlfriend (the candids, actually). We remained good friends post-relationship, so I agreed to the shoot (normally, I would rather be dragged naked through broken glass, doused in gasoline and set ablaze and thrown out of a plane at 20,000 feet without downtown Vana parachute than shoot a wedding...). The "outside the comfort zone"? The overt hostility of her mother as well as a number of the exes friends. Nonetheless, I hung in for several hours and shot away.
About a year-and-a half ago, I ran into her and her (still husband) at Granville Island, just outside downtown Vancouver (I was slumming around with the Leica on a Saturday morning). We chatted for a good hour. Over the course of the conversation, she made mention that a number of my candids (shot on HP5 and Kodak Vericolor II - the color illuminated by my still-used Vivitar 283! ) were still on display in their home...