Here’s what’s gonna happen.
You’re GOING TO have the most fun you’ve ever had in your life. You WILL skip and dance and make out all day. Annnnd you’re going to get gorgeous photos that capture all the inexplicable weirdness in you, but you’ll also get some heart-sploding, storm-clearing, jaw-unhinging portraits that could easily be in Vogue, Natalie edition.
I gotta warn ya: I may scream out “KISS LIKE YOU’RE MAKING BABIES!” during your shoot. But everything I do is all to make your day easy, awesome, completely un-awkward and to squeeeeze every last juicy drop of genuine happiness out of you.
I will also make you show me how you tell someone that the thought of them spreads like a warm river through your soul, until it leaves through the eyes.
Here’s how that will look in real life: I’ll tell you to see each other. Think about your first encounter, then walk through the moments that led you here, then go time traveling and dream of your future together. Do that while I step way back and capture you from a distance as you dissolve into each other.
Weirdness, ushy gushy romance, face melting fun. Check marks on aaallllll the things.
Ready to do all the damn things?
This ain’t your grandma’s wedding
Unless your grandma’s a totally wicked badass who marches to the beat of her own hardcore drum solo. Then, by all means, make this like your grandma’s wedding.
But if cake cutting or tossing garters aren’t your things, DON’T DO EET! If white isn’t your color, screw white! If you don’t want sad Uncle George there because he reeks of cigarettes and salami that fell under the refrigerator, and he tells you what a “big girl” you are every time he sees you, then tell Georgie “Hail Nah!”
Have you gotten this message before: “Do what you want on your wedding day”?
Well, I demand that you take it to heart. Like, take it and shove it into your chest and squeeze so it pumps through your veins and arteries and all you can think is: “Why do I feel the incredible urge to rock a black wedding dress? Where is this sudden need to do the worm coming from even though last time I tried I bruised my pelvis? Is that the sound of the cover band AC/DShe in my wedding future?”
Just be your truest, derpiest, dopest self in the safest of spaces. I want to empower your weirdness and encourage an experience that fits the two of you like a pair of assless chaps.
May I help you create your singularly exceptional day?