I can never decide which sort of wedding is my favorite. Big, swanky affairs with piles of roses and elegant cake? Quirky, handmade shin-digs with mason jars of wildflowers on the tables and a pie bar? Or gigantic family blow-outs where no one much cares about the rest as long as the dance floor is full until the wee smalls?
The truth is, I get a little high on them all. No matter how you gussy it up, watching people in love is a good drug.
This wedding from the end of August--a co-worker and his bride--was so blissfully chill. From the bride on down, everyone was cheerful and mellow and absolutely wonderful. I think the biggest drama all afternoon was when a groomsman accidentally popped the head of the rose off his boutonniere and someone's mother had to use one of the corsage pins to stick it back to the stem. (A good trick to to know in a pinch, by the way.)
And then, to make their already zen celebration even better--a gorgeous tower of cream cheese and jam filled doughnuts! I'm not ashamed to admit that I had two.
Congrats Sam and Han--and thanks for having me to photograph your day!