When two super, duper expressive families unite in matrimony, don’t forget to bring the hankies. There were tears. Tears of joy, tears of love and lots of belly laughs. The hall roared with laughter. No one was blubbering more or laughing louder than the big guy himself, the groom. His love and happiness overflowed. And as he wept tears of joy, his bride stood by him solid as a rock.
Siblings being siblings, gave each other noogies and spooned for pictures. They told touching, embarrassing, sentimental stories about the Bride + Groom. The kids played in a special section just for them, equipped with blocks and wedding coloring books which they promptly dropped when it was time to hit the dance floor. Apparently, you’re never too young to do the Dougie or the Nae Nae.
The best Mother-of-the-Groom speech, ever, was when the Groom’s mother thanked her new daughter for caring for her son after his accident, she said, ‘as a mother, you know you have to step back and let a new woman care for your son, but this is my son. So I watched you love him. I watched you care for him. I know you’re the best woman for him and I can let him go.’ The torch was passed.
The cake topper, proudly created by the groom featured The Hulk and Alice in Wonderland. Two fantasy characters whose adventures are yet to begin. The reception ended with the cutting of the cake and because all is fair in love and cake feeding, the evening was a smashing success.
Aloha! Greetings from the bride + groom. Hawaii was well represented at Tricia + Preston’s wedding. From the national dish, Poi, to hula dancing and family and friends wearing print shirts and floral dresses. Most evident of the Hawaiian way of life was the laid back, relaxed attitude of the bride + groom. No stress. No worries. Just hang loose and let the festivities begin. Going with the flow is easy when you marry the soldier of your dreams. And when the groom promised to love, honor and protect his precious bride, the depth of his devotion resounded throughout the hall.
Their story is a classic tale of cultures colliding and love blooming. And because we love a happy bride as much as we love a man in uniform, Tricia + Preston’s wedding is one of our highlights of 2016. Mahalo.
Young love. Is there anything more pure or promising or true? Olivia + Scott are the epitome of young love. Devout and firmly rooted in the church, they found in each other, the promise of eternal love. Their vows were spoken with the sincerity and pledge of a covenant. Their first kiss as man and wife may very well have been their first kiss.
During the reception, Olivia’s 92 year old grandfather stood and gave this advice: “Husbands, when you tell your plans to your wife, she’ll be quiet because she’s thinking. She’s thinking about the consequences of your plan. She’s thinking about the long term. Wives, when your husband comes to you with a plan, no matter how ridiculous it sounds or how badly he fails, remember he’s a little boy trying to please you.”
It’s impossible to predict how long a marriage will last. But with faith + family on their side, this bride + groom are highly favored to enjoy a blessed life together.
30 years of matrimony? Yes, please. To all our brides + grooms, we present Gayle + Willie. A true testament to love, honor and commitment. It’s hard to imagine what life will be like in 30 years, but this bride + groom couldn’t imagine life without each other. And isn’t that what marriage is all about? Whatever life brings, whenever twists become turns, however the wind blows, I want you with me.
From 1986 to 2016 and beyond.
There was dancing. Everyone danced. For three days they danced. And sang. And discreetly slipped envelopes to the groom’s mother and father. In between the dancing and singing, there was food. Good. Delicious food. There was also key moments like the mehndi party, the sangeet, the sehra and baraat and of course, the gurdwara. There is no celebration if there is no gurdwara.
And because it was an Indian wedding. People came from near and far. They came from California. From England. From India. Family. Friends. And surprisingly, strangers. Indians who heard there was a wedding. They attended. And the groom’s family prepared for hundreds of people they didn’t know to dance at their son’s wedding.
An Indian wedding is so much more than a wedding. It’s a community event. A family reunion. A debutante ball in which the next generation dances with their counterpart. Many bonds are formed. And at the center of it all, is the bride + groom.
The bride didn’t care about the details. She didn’t want close ups of the ring, there were no flower girls or ring bearers. All she wanted was for us to capture the joy of the evening. Her family and friends who drove from Utah and flew from the mid-west, these lovely people were the details of her life. Her aunt, a flamboyant, funny, feisty comedy writer, belted out wedding songs as she rolled Carrie’s hair in hot curlers.
A second marriage for the bride + groom. Their love affair surprised everyone. But no one more than Carrie herself. A little older. A lot wiser. The tall, dashing, black haired triathlete swept her off her feet.
The groom patiently waited in the backyard with the other men. 40 degrees and no overcoat. Dare I say, love kept him warm? Love does that. It burns bright. It burns hot. It smolders. It gives us butterflies and sweaty palms. And for Carrie + Joe, love found them later in life, with six kids in tow racing toward the sun.