Another super-fun wedding, this time, of friends Carol-Anne and Vince, who you’ve seen once before . . .
Gotta start with the amazing rings. Another great day was spent with the rings and I wandering around, looking for spots to take photos.
Vince’s ring has that cool woodgrain look due to it being
gold-pressed latinum Damascus steel, created through a combination of compressing multiple layers of iron and steel under tremendous heat and — as I understand it — magic.
Vince is hilarious. T’was good fun shooting him and his groomal party getting ready. Vince is a longtime friend of friend Julie, hence how I was recommended for this wedding.
Carol-Anne in the middle, sandwiched by Amy (left) and Tara (right) on their swanky Sheraton hotel bed.
This lovely photo of Carol-Anne was taken by the fantastic Meaghan Konopaki. She’s been my second shooter for a couple of weddings now, and her eye, her technique, and her professionalism are all bang on.
Do check out her post on this wedding for even more photos!
Married! And more relaxed now, too.
The wedding party plays it cool on the bridge at the Esquimalt Lagoon.
Carol-Anne plays it all cool and serene while, in the background, Amy can’t help but notice Tara losing it.
I do so love the reality of weddings ’cause it’s the reality of people. We have our perfect, polished moments, and we have those times when we just can’t keep a straight face.
The gentlemen. Vince gave his groomsmen, Josh (middle, rocking the epic moustache) and Dylan (right) Leatherman multitools as a thank you for being at his side at the wedding.
Josh managed to slice his finger open within the hour.
Not gonna lie. This was difficult. But, I’m happy with how it turned out. I’m also happy nobody drowned.
Hours of shooting in the not-quite-blazing sun means that, eventually, the gents chivalrously give their jackets to the ladies.
Oh, this lovely cake! It was on a table right against the window, and I wanted to get in between the window and the table to shoot the cutting, so I asked the groomsmen to help me move it a foot or so out.
We had a bit of a time doing it; the table seemed resistant to moving, however that was possible. But, we got it done.
Later, when the cake was removed to be cut for the guests, I ran my hand along the tablecloth, and that’s when I discovered that the cake was sitting on TWO TABLES, pressed side-to-side, with the potential bottomless-pit-of-doom directly in the centre of the cake plate.
I can talk about this now. Nothing bad happened, so it’s funny now. I’m off to knock on wood all the same.
See? Hilarious. Here’s Vince facing off against my dSLR against his— actually, it was an incredibly competent camera, despite its size.
Carol-Anne and Vince, thanks for choo-choo-choosing me to shoot your wedding!