The lovely Laura Dart, who photographed our wedding, recently put up some of the photos from our big day on her blog!
Choosing a photographer for our wedding was not an easy task. As you can imagine, I’m picky- and there was much fret over it. When a mutual friend recommended her to me, I was thrilled! I knew that Laura’s style would mesh perfectly with the aesthetics and vibe of our wedding- and of course, she did not disappoint. Not only did she do a spectacular job documenting our day, but I am happy to now call her a friend. A win-win situation if you ask me.
The photos I’d like to share with you today are just some of my favorites from her post. Please have a look at her blog to see them all.
A few words:
John and I were married in a apple orchard, under a driftwood chuppah that we made ourselves. Almost all of our wedding, actually- from the tables we ate on, to the salt & pepper holders, bread platters and signs- was handmade (with love!) by the two of us.
I’ll admit it, it was a little crazy at times- and in the midst of making everything, we joked that maybe we had “taken on too much”. In the end though, we wouldn’t have had it any other way. Eating dinner in the secret garden, looking around at the beautiful people and the beauty we had created- it all felt so personal, so us- just as it should be.
Since the wedding, we’ve given most of the bread platters and the salt & pepper holders away to friends and family. Some of the tables have been given away, others broken apart and repurposed for our new wooden bed frame (more on that later). So you see, we’ve put everything to good use.
Thank you for letting me blab about the wedding again! Hope you enjoy the photos as much we do.
On August 25, 2012, I was married to this man.
And it was wonderful.
It’s been so long since I’ve posted on here, I wonder, are you still listening?
If you are, well then, thank you for your loyalty and patience, and for sticking around.
I suppose that all brides feel the way I felt about our wedding: that it was the purest and most loveliest of celebrations, the most beautiful and special of days.
But, I tell you, it was.
Even now, as I think back on it all, my heart just feels so full.
We are both so incredibly grateful for the friends and family that helped us create the magic that happened. I have never felt so loved, so lucky, so happy. I wed my best friend- the love of my life- in front of so many lovely human beings, and then we drank and ate delicious food and there was so much laughter and merriment.
By the end of the night, my feet were dirty from dancing barefoot in the grass and there was a wine stain on my dress, but I had a ring on my finger and a flower crown that was still so fragrant with the smell of jasmine. Even after we finally got home that night, it took everything in me to not fall asleep with it on. I think a part of me knew that once that crown left my head, that sweet, beautiful day- our wedding- would be over.
Afterwards, there was the honeymoon, and I’m sure you could guess it was incredible, too. I don’t want to go on and on about it, because I think I’ve given you enough LOVE talk for the day.
I can say, however, that more photos of the wedding are sure to come, and (even though it’s kind of backwards) when I finally get around to developing the film from my “bachelorette” road trip, I’d like to share those with you too.
Everything has been moving so fast around here, and John and I are trying desperately to keep up with the pace. I feel like I’ve said that a lot lately, but it’s true.
We’re hoping things will finally calm down soon.
In the meantime, we are continuing to pack up our belongings, steadying ourselves for the goodbye to so many loved ones, and for our new life in Portland (we’ll be there next week!).
Hope your week is smashing.
a special thanks to halley roberts, who took the first photo, and to anne parker, who took the one below it.