WHERE TO EVEN BEGIN WITH THIS WEDDING??? Picture it: a glamorous, light-pink-haired bride with a glittering back necklace, ultra-modern gown, dramatic cathedral-legnth veil and periwinkle-to-pastel-pink pumps. Her towering husband-to-be in a tailored suit, perfect-for-the-poet-that-he-is spectacles, the BEST head of curls, raspberry-colored tie, and all the steamy affection in the world for his bride.
Place these two dreamy people in front of a rad geometric backdrop, under the big bad state of Texas sky. Give them a ceremony filled with poetry they wrote for each other, meaningful readings from friends and family, copious tears, and the juiciest foraged bridal bouquet you’ve ever seen. Surround them with the greatest feminist friend-crew, hardstyling fellas and fuck-you-I-don’t-need-to-shave ladies (damn right). Set their dinner tables with bones, tropical flowers, and other curios; pile their dessert table almost to the ceiling with Dr-Suess-meets-Wed-Anderson delicacies.
The soundtrack runs from the bride walking down the aisle to “Baby’s On Fire” all the way to bumping party jams. The guests slay at the DIY photobooth, complete with furs and plants. The rosé flows generously all night. The newlyweds have crafted the most perfect celebration of their very Them love, and everyone basks in their joy.
Thank you, Caroline + Logan, for asking me to document this very special occasion.