This one wasn't planned. We had just arrived at the reception and were waiting for our photographer (the amazingly talented Ryan Jones) to gather his gear to head inside. Being that it was November it was a bit chilly out on the LB peninsula so we snuggled up and waited. It was a nice time to just relax and soak it all in before heading into the reception (and thankfully Ryan spied on us and caught the moment).
Oh, this one is fun. We waited to be introduced at the bottom of the staircase and we could hear everyone cheering as our bridal party entered. As we headed up the stairs it was dark but I could see the outlines of many family and friends. I remember turning and looking at Keith, thinking "Is this for real? I love this!"
My dear Kristen. Such a kind and loving toast and I remember this exact moment when I was thinking "oh, she's gonna lose it and cry" but she did hold it together and said some very funny and wonderful things. Check out those blue eyes!
Oh, this one makes me laugh still. The impromptu tunnel as we exited was fun and festive but what you don't know about this picture is Keith was running through the tunnel behind me holding my hand. In the cramped space he accidentally stepped on my dress, which as you can tell from my reaction, I thought had pulled down to my waist. And then I saw Ryan with his camera flashing straight ahead so I thought this was going to be my first nude photo. Thankfully my dress was secure and no one was traumatized.
Thanks for sharing my moments with me.