Branden and Kennah
My little brother got married on Friday.
It was gorgeous. Beyond gorgeous.
The ceremony site.
Such an affair requires much prep.
The venue was amazing.
The ceremony was just down the road but the rehearsal dinner, lodging and reception were all in one spot.
With an on-site babysitting staff.
A camp-like feel, but SO not camp-like.
Rustic, woodsy, scenic. With air hockey. What more could you want for in life?
So fun to catch up with old, dear friends as we were getting ready. Hi Mark! You made the blog!
Videographer in training. Very focused.
Gorgeous already. Zero make-up.
This flower girl business is seriously tough.
Rain was in the forecast but held off. The ceremony was lovely. Magical.
Dave had the honor and privilege of officiating. He also used the word “precipice” to describe the ceremony location.
Which was definitely my favorite part. I love him. And his fancy words.
My dad has a habit of walking people down the aisle like he’s running for office. Sorry, Grandmums.
My mom has a habit of crying at special events. Always.
We almost called their gig off the night before.
Basket fighting down the aisle.
Running off into the woods during rehearsal.
I was nervous. Beyond nervous.
But they were clutch. Pros.
I threatened Kayla with no wedding cake.
And Googled “how to say ‘if you don’t behave, I’ll take away all your Minnie Mouse shirts’ in ASL”
five minutes before the ceremony.
It was all very effective.
Praying for the couple. Prize goes to Uncle B for best shot of the day. Love this one.
That rain that was forecasted? It held off until about 5 minutes after the ceremony.
At that time it began to drizzle and dropped 20 degrees in 3.8 seconds.
The reception was fabulous, as well. And indoors, so the weather was soon forgotten.
Delicious food, amazing music and wonderful people who celebrated into the wee hours of the morning.
The bride’s parents, Mike and Lisa Stewart. Wonderful, kind and fun people. Thank you for hosting such a fabulous event.
Uncle Chevy and Aunt Liz. KIDDING. Really, it’s Uncle Frank. But doesn’t he look just like him??!
I wore fake eyelashes. And am now faced with a problem that did not exist in my life previously.
Because my real eyelashes are so sad and lonely without them. I’m looking into eyelash implants.
Behind the cake, Kennah had displayed wedding pictures of all the guests. LOVED this touch. So fun seeing couples reminisce over their wedding day. Equally fun laughing at the hair and style of years gone by. The 80′s were rough on brides.
And no party is complete until the Captain is behind the bar. And paying the venue’s record-breaking bar tab.
Thanks Uncle Bert and JoAnn for letting my steal your beautiful pictures. You captured the day perfectly.
And congratulations Branden and Kennah! We love you so much!