I think someday I'm going to get over looking at our wedding pictures. Someday. Maybe.
I think its a combination of the photography (which was awesome) and the fact that I just love that day so much (despite the windshield factor). Marriage is more than a wedding, I fully believe that, but I just remember being so stressed out that morning (that dang wind!) but the minute I got to see that guy I was good to go. I think in my mind it went something like this,
"Oh yea, where the plates go doesn't matter.* I get to spend the rest of my life with this guy."
This is by far my favorite picture of him on that day.
Photo booth = best decision ever.
I think its a combination of the photography (which was awesome) and the fact that I just love that day so much (despite the windshield factor). Marriage is more than a wedding, I fully believe that, but I just remember being so stressed out that morning (that dang wind!) but the minute I got to see that guy I was good to go. I think in my mind it went something like this,
"Oh yea, where the plates go doesn't matter.* I get to spend the rest of my life with this guy."
This is by far my favorite picture of him on that day.
Photo booth = best decision ever.
*disclaimer: I was not a bridezilla. Ask any of my sisters. Up until the day of I was the most laid back wedding planner. I had a vague idea and generally went with most of the advice my trusted sisters and friends gave me. But that day, the huge gusts of wind threatening to ruin my table arrangements... ooh boy. And it did ruin my table arrangements, but that's okay because no one knew what they were supposed to look like anyway.




























