Back when I was what my grandma called (in her Scottish accent), “a wee one”, on some random rainy day in the summer, I managed to coax my parents into a game of monopoly. I say ‘coax’ because I don’t think they loved playing it. My dad called it ‘monotony’. I still thought it was cool though. There were unfathomably huge sums of cash, property buying, jail, and metallic game pieces. So I coaxed them into playing, and I destroyed them. Like, hotel-on-ParkPlace-and-Boardwalk destroyed them and it restored my confidence at a time when I could really have used some. It was one of those days where Luck felt like a real entity who favoured me dearly. Best game ever.
This wedding was sort of like that too. It was all the things we ever wanted to photograph with a crowd of people we really gelled with. Of course, Ryan and Jen were absurdly photogenic, as were their bridal party and family. Jen poured herself into the details of her wedding as well, chose a fantastic venue, and her and Ryan seemed like they enjoyed the process of having photography done for them. They also carved out a 2 hour window of photography time after their ceremony for their portraits, and had wonderful spots in mind that they wanted. The weather couldn’t have been any better–a moody overcast day that was bright with even lighting. Then, immediately after the reception speeches, a glorious sunset in the west and a friggin’ rainbow in the east. We literally stood on the road turning our heads back and forth with our jaws dropped. It was pure magic. On an emotional level, there was laughing, crying, love, gratitude, and a boozy community love-fest reception that added a fuzzy warmth to the celebration.
There’s a lot more I’d like to say about this wedding, and about Jen and Ryan, but let’s just allow the photos to tell the story.
Venue: St. Mark’s Place
Catering: Rebecca’s Restaurant
Cake: Janna Loughhead
DJ: Blair Lipsett
Favors: Rousseau’s Chocolatier