My spirit animal is a unicorn whose glittery mane blows about in a rainbow breeze on the way to the roller rink. Truth. In other words: sequins make my pupils dilate with excitement. Puppies make my fingers compulsively twitch in that MUST PET THE PRETTY kind of way. Photographing two beautiful love birds in the midst of this wonderful whirlwind: cha chiiiiing! Seriously though, Tricia. Way to knock it out of the park on all levels of taste + adorable…ness… (Is that a thing? Yes. It’s time.) It was my first engagement session outta the gate and this season has just begun with a bang.

Congrats, T + J!

The first time I met Josiah was last October. We had just wrapped an incredible engagement session and were saying our extended goodbyes in that slow Minnesotan way, leaning up against our respective vehicles. Before we parted ways, I asked Josiah what drew him to Rachel, hoping to further connect the dots in their love story. Rather than shrug it off with a joke and a grin, coming up with a quick flattery for his betrothed, his mood shifted. He became thoughtful. Introspective. He took a few moments to compose his answer, and what he said still makes me tear up whenever I think back on it.

New paragraph.

Because, yeah. I'm completely gonna leave you hanging on that one. Rather than misquote the beautiful sentiments Josiah shared with me, I want to focus not on the what but the how. Because isn't intent the most important piece of any action anyhow?

And then there's Rachel. Several years later, I distinctly recall the first time I photographed our lovely bride. A senior in high school, a cook at the local cafe, she knew I had an ongoing love affair for a certain peanut butter chocolate confection I would stop in so regularly to indulge in. And so: she baked me a whole pan as a thank you. WHOLE pan. Those sweet gestures (... pun!) are everything. It's a gracious thoughtfulness. It's heartfelt intent. And it's completely in line with the heart of Josiah's devotion and adoration. It's loooove, guys!

Now how bout some photos, yeah?!

I wonder what they must have thought, those travelers headed south down Highway 35 that afternoon.
They would have had only a sliver of a moment to see.
Ryan on bended knee and ring in his hand.
Marissa standing before her boyfriend in disbelief.
A cop looking on, having pulled them over moments before, on the side of the road.

It was during year 3 or 4 when I first met and photographed the A+Z duo. Three or four in a relationship consisting of eight. EIGHT! (A concept I cannot even fathom, given that I was still a teenager 8 years ago.) 

This wedding.
This wedding is everything.
I could go on.
And on.
And on.

Gracious.
That's the word.
While there are several choice adjectives I could use, every single one of them overwhelmingly positive, this one rises to the surface in summing up Stephanie and Carson.

Watch it--
Wait for it--
This wedding: it's all about the smiles.

My muse got married.