There isn’t much you can do about a rainy wedding day. If it eventually stops, you are left with the best lighting you can get midday outdoors. Even though the bottom of Brooke’s dress got a little wet, these two made the best out of the cards they were dealt. Every time I lifted my camera there was laughter, and you would never have known that their outdoor ceremony was washed away. If you take it from these two, and just go with it. You’re going to have a much more enjoyable wedding day.
The combo Mother and Bride mirror reflection shot.
Then coming back to the blanket to practice her moves.
I butchered Brooke’s sister’s name all day long. Now that the wedding is over, I have anchored it into my brain finally. This is for you Blayne.
Way too much going on to be taking a nap.
The photo that will make Brooke a lipstick girl.
The only rest we get around here is our b*tch faces.
All the beautiful ladies!
And the beautiful lady herself.
You belong in a wedding magazine!
A groomsman who was obsessed with an umbrella, a marriage license drying off from a beer spill, and shots of whiskey. Everything seems to be in order.
Watching Mommy come down the aisle.
Kyle was weeping, and Brooke was laughing.
These guys are the definition of shenanigans, and I love it.
Had a groomsman hold the veil for me. When I finished capturing the photo, there was a chorus of “Don’t drop it into the fire!”
Gotta purp the nurp.
The amount of growling during this photo.
Sometimes it’s hard to plan an outdoor wedding because you are at the mercy of the weather. Luckily everything stopped during formal portraits, and we were left with overcast awesomeness.
There was a photo of this same shot without her hair blowing, but I think that little strand is that bit of pepper that makes this dish tasty.
“You’re gonna drop me!”
The most beautiful “Sorry, I just sh*t myself” portrait ever.
Everyone needs to come in with this energy.
My favorite part about Brooke and Kyle is that these two are always laughing with one another.
Laughing at Mom’s expense.
The speeches were amazing. Just the right length (that’s what she said) and plenty of jokes. This was my first wedding however where OJ Simpson was brought up.
These two started the party, and with that, they win the award of my favorite dancers of the night.
Dance circles are money for the camera.
You saw this same move from Mom earlier in the blog :P
There is always one person at a wedding who is hyper aware of where the photographer is at all times.
As a bowtie lover myself, I respect anyone who rocks a self tie version.
A round of twirls.
And there we have it! This shoot was a bit easier on me than the first one we had together. Waking up at 4 AM to head to the beach for maternity portraits is kind of rough. If I learned anything today it’s this. Don’t joke around about taking a shot because then you will have to take a shot.
