This has absolutely 0 to do with running, my insatiable appetite for sweets or reality television, or my job (that I’m obsessed with). But I’ll be absolutely damned if I didn’t share this with you.
I’m 6 months into my marriage and I’m madly, madly in love with my husband, and In love with being married. It’s a blast having my partner here. And at least daily, I get the chance to relive our wedding day because of the prints I had made of our wedding photos, plastered over ever surface in my office.
I will not spoil the fun for you and post the photos here. Instead, let me tell you a bit about our photographer and his team that documented our day. Then I’m gonna send you to Cole’s blog to check out the photos.
Austin and I weren’t going to do engagement photos. When we got engaged, we had a lot going on. My mother was sick, my grandmother died shortly after we got engaged which wrecked me, and as a result, engagement photos were something I felt like I wouldn’t have time to do. But after I saw a beautiful couple I went to school with who’d gotten their engagement photos done, I decided, last-minute, to schedule us a session which occurred about one month before we nupped it up. Oops. Cole was a good sport, and came and met us in the park where we got engaged to snap some gorgeous pictures.
Here they are. Make sure you scroll all the way through and check out the photos of us dancing in the park.
Now, these wedding photos. I don’t have many words, which is pretty shocking because ya girl always has words, but all I can say is that I look through these photos at least once a week, and relive our wedding day, which still, to this day, feels like a perfect dream.
Here are the wedding photos.
No words. Except ::sigh::. Which isn’t a word.
And…if you’re looking for a photog? I’d suggest Blest. Period.
What’s your favorite photo that’s ever been taken of you?