Love in NYC Shoot by Fondly Forever Photography


Cute little cupcake? Check. Balloons? Check. Pretty flowers, dreamy light and one crazy awesome Brooklyn rooftop? Check x3. I just love how this session from Fondly Forever Photography, above all else, makes me feel. Jen said the vision for the shoot was a roof top bridal session full of simple and pretty details, and light and airy colours. She and her best friend, McKenzie from McKenzie Miller Films, contrasted that with the designs and lines of the New York City skyline and I have to say they nailed it. There's just something so carefree and soothing about the simplicity here. Be sure to check out the video from the shoot too. It's like something out of a dream (much like yesterday's shoot). Enjoy your Thursday, blogettes!


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Photographer: Fondly Forever Photography / Videographer: McKenzie Miller Films / Dress and headband: H&M / Shoes: model's own / Balloons: Party City / Cupcake: Cupcakeland / Flowers: corner store in Greenpoint

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Quirky Southern E-session by Onelove Photography

So I've completely been on the edge of my seat waiting to share this engagement with you all. You can only imagine my surprise when I myself opened my email to find this little gem of a submission waiting for me. I have an incredibly large soft spot for balloons partially due to the the fact that I had them both in my own engagement and wedding photos but mostly because they are so whimsical, fun and it's hard to not smile when you see em in pics. But then, to top off all the goodness that is this feature, Brian the groom to be, goes ahead and sends me the write up for this post which you will be able to tell from below, left me completely in awe of how much he loves his fiance Mary. I won't tell you much more except if these photos from one of my faves, the crazy talented Sara of Onelove Photography are any indication of how wonderful Mary and Brian's wedding will be, well then count me in. Happy Monday loves!


{Mary and Brian's Love Story} Oh Lord, where to start? She's been calling me Pumpkin since our second date. She will even confess she wanted to get married and have babies ASAP. But here's our Love Story and take it with a grain of salt as it's from the guy's perspective. We met in Pensacola, Florida when I was stationed  there as a flight instructor for the Navy. We had met several times in social settings, and at the time she was moving to take a job in Philadelphia. So six months passed and I went to my favourite watering hole for lunch one day and there behind the bar was Mary. Funny thing was that I remembered her name but she didn't remember me. I chatted her up and found out she had moved back to take care of her ailing mother, and had taken the bar job because she knew the owner. So, in a passive way, I pursued her by going to that bar frequently in the hope that I would be there when she had a shift. Finally, after she made one of the strongest Bloody Marys' I ever had, I gathered enough liquid courage to ask her out. She will say she was nervous and excited so she had to get me tipsy, but I tell you that she had one of the best poker faces when she said, "Yes."

Our first date was almost a disaster as I showed up to the restaurant in a t-shirt, shorts and sandals (it's a beach town in the summer mind you) and she shows up looking like a billion dollars. New shoes, new dress, hair done, manicure, pedicure and make up as perfect as a girl can get it. Needless to say say I felt like a fool, and thought I screwed it all up before it even started. Yet, we had a great time and after a few dates we were inseparable. During our courtship, my commitment to the military ended and I had to look for a job. I was hired on through a military transition program at Technicolor in Burbank, so I had to move cross country; and have a long distance relationship with Mary (albeit for a short time). After I moved, I think ten had passed and Mary called me and said "to hell with this, I'm moving out there now!" A lesson from this is: if Mary wants it, she's going to get it!

Living together we became closer and closer and I realized that she was the one I wanted to be with, and I truly loved her with all my heart. So last Christmas, we spent the holidays with my family in Houston, and the very last gift was me on one knee proposing to her. Mary was so excited that before I could remove the ring from the box, she tackled me and wouldn't let go. In the meantime, my five year old nephew asked aloud, "Why are you kissing? You need to stop that!" Everyone's a critic.


{Details Behind Their Engagement Session} First, Mary cannot take a bad photograph. She looks great in everything, even though she protests that she doesn't. Mary and I are both from the South. I'm from Texas, she's from Alabama and Florida. We are both die-hard college football fans. We also wanted the theme of southern comfort, the feeling of being outdoors among century old trees and pickett fences, Needless to say, Mary looks amazing and we have received a whole bunch of compliments on them. Sara did an amazing job!

{A Little Bit About Their Upcoming Southern Wedding} We are getting married in Houston, Texas at a chapel on the Lanier Estate. The chapel's architecture was inspired by the Italian renaissance, and looking at it you would think you were in south-east Tuscany rather than south-east Texas. The reception will be at the Westlake Club. We are still planning the details and it would all fall apart if Mary wasn't the super-organized person that she is. All I have to say is the groom's cake will be the most awesome groom's cake ever as I picked it out myself. (I know Mary will object to that last statement, but I stand by it).

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Our Balloon Release


Throughout our entire engagement, there was one thing that always stood out in the back of my mind. Regardless of where, when and how we would get and be married, it was important to somehow pay tribute to my sweet Nan; she was one of the most important people in my life and losing her is still something I often struggle with emotionally. The problem however, was finding a way to incorporate her into our celebration in a private and meaningful way. I needed something that was equally as special as she was. Something just as close to the heart as she was to mine. One day during endless thoughts of all things wedding, it came to my mind.

Those two giant peachy balloons weren't just props for pretty pictures but were instead our way of including Nan and her spirit into our wedding. When she passed away in May of 2008, it was only two days before my birthday. In lieu of a funeral we had a little get together at my Grandpa's house where we ate food, shared memorable stories about Nan and as a symbolic nod to her life, we released thirty pink balloons into the heavens; each balloon carrying a handwritten note from the friends and family that had gathered in her honour. I remember saying a few words to the group of forty plus people that had stood in the backyard, before we each let go of our notes. And as soon as released our ribbons, all at once the balloons clustered together into the clouds. One giant pink cluster bright against the blue sky. We watched in silence until the cluster of pink turned into a colourless speck and we stood still until that colourless speck was no longer in view. I was the last to leave the backyard that day.







On September 24th, there weren't any notes sent up into the sky via helium filled balloons. But instead, I stood in front of the man I was about to marry, and whispered a few unrehearsed words that came from both my heart and from the most tender part of my soul. Andrew listened patiently. He told me he missed her too. And I think I let one single tear slide down my cheek just before I looked up to catch a few rays of sunlight finally shining through those rain clouds that had forced our wedding inside. Our guest list was finally complete.

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