Maybe – just maybe – the perfect day. The morning was girls running around in robes and jammies, doing hair and makeup. There was family coming and going, and lunch, and all of a sudden there was Mr. Lovely in a pretty sharp-looking suit.
Then there were bridesmaids and groomsmen and more family, and a red ’57 Chevy Bel Air to take us across town to tie the knot.
And finally there was a church and a steeple, and all the people we care about inside. There was music, and singing, and tears and smiles, and love that just about popped the building open.
I won’t lie — the after party was just as good. Come back tomorrow to see a little more. And let’s clap it up for Joelle at Joelle Pulido Photography, for taking all of these amazing photos (that I can’t seem to stop staring at). xoxo