Does this mean the Class of 2006 is growing up now that holiday cards are mega exciting?? (Sidenote: I’m still using that #whenbhsgrowsup tag in the blog, and I kind of adore it. Have a click through, fellow bears.) Anyway. Probably YES.

It’s always so funny to me when wedding guests strike up conversation during dinner, asking whether I’m friends of the couple or if I’m a hired vendor. Because we may have started out as strangers, but throughout the emails, the engagement shooting, and the pre-wedding meeting, I can’t rightly say that Ben and Britt aren’t my friends. (Anyway, we shook on it at the end of the night. It’s for real, for real now.)

Dem smiles say it all.

(But not really.)
(I’ve got a few words too, as per usual.)

Ready for it?
We’re going to start with the album cover.

Lemme tell ya, guys: there’s just no wrong way to have a wedding. (As if Lindsay + Michael’s day coulda been anything but wholly wonderful.)

After Becky + Alan’s engagement session, I think I’m going to have to start imposing a few rules for all future shoots.

First…

If you’re not already crying from a sweetness overload 30 minutes into your arrival on a wedding day, what’re you doin, pals.
And if you’re not covered in sweat and champagne by the end of it, did a wedding even really happen.

Granted, I didn’t know Jenny nor Preston before their engagement session in Saint Paul last month.. but they seem like such a solid unit, it’s hard for me to picture a time when they weren’t always Jenny and Preston.

We’re practically the same person, Jess and me.

This was one of those as-close-to-perfect-as-you-can-get sessions.

“What made this one so good?” he asked, as I told Eric how excited I was last week to edit/share/everything that was Brittany + Seth’s wedding day.
My response—

Lovebirds that love their dogs.