The time has finally come. Wedding picture time. Now if you already read Kyle Hepp's blog, then you already would have seen some of the photos. But some will be a surprise. All these photographs were taken by Kyle and her second, Brittany.
I'm not sure why I've been putting off writing about the wedding for so long, I had some reasonable excuses: Kyle hadn't posted all the pictures yet. But that excuse ended last week and here we are.
But the truth is I didn't know quite what to say about finally meeting The Kyle Hepp after reading her blog for FIVE (five), Fii--iiive years. The second Inspector Climate and I knew we were getting married, I emailed Kyle and was like "are you free in September?"
I then promptly had to lie to my parents to explain why I desperately needed to hire a wedding photographer from Chile to do our wedding in NH. I lied because they don't know about my blog - and it's a weird thing to explain, and I hate lying, but ya'll it was desperate.
I think it was pretty obvious from my posts here that planning this wedding was not always easy for me. And I compromised on a lot of things. But the one that I didn't compromise was hiring a photographer full stop (which was originally what my parents were really pushing for). And then, I refused to compromise on who that photographer was.
There were 25 people in attendance at our wedding which took place at my parents farm including Kyle and Brittany. All of those people were my close and immediate family or Inspector Climate's immediate family. It was hugely important to me that the people who were there - were people who I loved, and knew and felt comfortable around. That's why I needed Kyle, someone who has been reading my blog, and knows me despite having never met me before.
Not only was Kyle not a stranger but oh, her pictures. Oh good lord, they're good. I did some research into other photographers in New England and none of their work stood up to hers. None of it.
Anyway, that was a long introduction for what is essentially a bunch of shots of us before our wedding ceremony.
Let me set the scene before we dive in.
1. I had two bride's maids: Sister Climate and Boboreis (not their real names) and we'd gone to get our hair done with the slightly mean lady who did an amazing job, but was slow - in fact it took her an hour longer than our scheduled appointment.
2. It was raining outside all morning. I was surprisingly calm about this. I can't control the weather, it rains, it rains, nothing I can do about that!
3. Like is traditional in Inspector Climate's and my weddings thus far, nothing was traditional at all.
One the biggest drawbacks of being so late to get back home and start putting my dress on for the wedding was that I didn't get to meet Kyle before the wedding. And she started taking pictures of me right as I walked in the door. Why yes, that is my bra. And yes, Kyle it is lovely to meet you, too.
When I'd walked in the door, Inspector Climate was all suited up, and there was me, dressed elegantly in a tank top I'd had since I was 12, and a pair of very sunbleached, too big, cord pants. Will the sexiness ever stop?
So we immediately went and started to get dressed. It was one of those moments, where I already felt totally at ease in front of Kyle, but realised I was about to just take off my pants in front of someone who was essentially a stranger. We both survived.
My dress was handmade by Auntie Climate, and the lace was off my Great Grand Mother's wedding dress that she wore 89 years ago. It was a bit delicate. (you'll survive seeing me pantless too, I promise!)
Well, hello calves? Seriously, who knew I was so ripped?
After we'd gotten dressed, adorned our hair with flowers, we headed outside to take some shots with me and two of my besties. All of my family was sitting downstairs, and while I'd wanted to keep some traditions, like no one seeing me before the wedding, that went completely out the window. So I shrugged and continue on.
This was one of my favourite shots of the day. I think it's the fact that there I am, walking down stairs I've walked down thousands of times wearing a wedding dress!
We headed outside to my driveway to take some shots with the brides' maids, and when I saw this one it made me so incredibly happy. When I think of Kyle of photos, I think of people with their heads cut off!
This picture both makes me happy and devastated - the forest behind us used to be a dense thick grove of trees and last July, a freak wind storm swept through and knocked down 90% of the trees. All I can see is emptiness behind of us of what used to be. But beyond that my darling brides' maids, look smoking!
Another one of my favourites...Kyle pulled Inspector Climate and I aside and brought us into my dad's office space. "I have an idea for a shot" she said - "it's a bit abstract...but I think this map is important to your relationship." And that friends is why you hire a friend.
And so, there we were, all 25 guests sitting inside waiting for a small break in the rain to dash outside and do our short ceremony. So as we waited Inspector Climate and I visited with the guests, and grabbed a few pre-wedding snuggles.
Finally the rain stopped, my brothers ran outside to set up the hay bales (aka the seating), and my dad started carrying out the Ketubah, Challah, and wine glasses for breaking (which were really light bulbs), and we handed out bouquets.
Stay tuned next time for the ceremony.
And a big thank you to Kyle and Brittany. I've never been professional photographed, and they made it seem not awkward at all, which is a pretty big feat considering how incredibly awkward I am in general.