A long time ago – and yet perhaps it wasn’t such a very long time ago -there was a boy who started to date girl. Fast forward a month later as the trees are covered in snow and the air is filled with that frost that seems to chill you to your very core, the girl in a white wedding dress staring back at a boy in a black suit.
I met Mariah a couple years ago while I was helping with a promotional shoot. She was in a wedding dress then too. This girl is made for a wedding dress. I told her that day, that as soon as she found herself a groom, I WOULD shoot her wedding.
I met Kyle a month after he started dating Mariah. We convinced him it was a great idea to dress up in a tux and parade around at 7am with Mariah in a wedding dress to take pretty pictures.
I secretly take credit for this marriage.
A couple months later, he popped the question.
I am sure if you have been following my blog, or my FB then you know I am a sucker for weddings. Getting ready, the toasts, the first dance ,and oh jeeze… the first look. I have on many occasions chocked back PLENTY of tears, Composed myself and continued on, but this was unlike most of my previous weddings. Kyle showed up to the house about 30 minutes before Mariah was done getting ready. He paced back and forth unable to put together a complete sentence. When she was done getting ready I took him out to a little dirt road. He was shaking and trying to hold still as he looked away from the house. As I brought Mariah out, his feet started to shuffle and her bottom lip started to quiver…