Spartanburg Wedding Photographer : Bridal : Larra

I'm fairly certain that at this time of year, I probably spend 64% of my time snarling, "I hate Spring!!!".  I am already an allergy riddled person, as is Steven, so there's that.  But then we have the part where I have to reschedule just about every single shoot I have because it storms.  Grrrr.  I was particularly excited the day of Larra's bridal session, because, according to numerous weather reporting outlets, there was a zero percent chance of rain.  Nil.  Nada.  Awesomeness all around, because I rarely get to feel that relaxed.  

So, OF COURSE it rained from the minute we arrived at Furman until long after we were done.  Larra and her mom deserve so much praise for staying so calm, as I was angrily shaking my fist towards the sky, because COME ON WEATHER!!!  

Seriously, how beautiful/graceful/serene does she look?  Love her.

Greenville Wedding Photographer : Bridals : Megan

Okay, everyone, buckle up.  It's a bridal bonanza on the blog today!  I'm pretty sure you'll agree that I work with pretty much the loveliest ladies in all the world.  Ever.  

First up is the new Mrs. Megan Michael, who had a fabulous shindig at Zen just a little over a week ago.  She gets double super bonus points, because she trekked all over Falls Park and the West End in her 4-inch Badgely Mischka heels like it was more or less the easiest thing ever.  I, on the other hand, tripped a good 7 or 8 times in my tennis shoes.  Because that's just how I roll.  

Is this dress not positively stunning?? 

Megan had one request of her bridal session: a shot that showed off the amazing back of her dress.

Greenville Wedding Photographer : Bridals : Kari

^ That's just Kari.  Standing there all fierce and stuff on a mountain.  No big deal.

Bald Rock is one of my favorite places in the world to take photos...there are so many great spots out there, and the views are unbelievable.  It also has the benefit of those sweeping dramatic views without there being a need to do any real hiking, and without actually having to stand on the edge of a cliff.  I always use a little extra caution out there, though, because Steven fell off of it one time.  

Yes, you read that right.  My hubby FELL OFF A MOUNTAIN.  He was out there with a school group, and it had been raining, so the rocks were slick.  One of the girls in his group slipped, and when he tried to catch her, he wound up falling with her.  They slid about 30 feet, and then had to wait for rescue crews to come get them.  Pretty sure that somehow makes him the next Bear Gryllis.  Anyway, they were both completely fine, but still...STEVEN FELL OFF A MOUNTAIN AND LIVED.  I married the Most Interesting Man In The World.

Back to Kari...how much do you love that Enzoani dress??

Spartanburg Wedding Photographer : Bridal : Cassie Jo

This spring has been having quite the identity crisis.  It doesn't know if it wants to blazing hot and clear, or if it wants to be soggy and dreary.  And let me tell you, there are fewer things more fun than trying to schedule bridal sessions around it.  For the most part, with the help of excessive weather monitoring, we've been really lucky.  

But sometimes the weather zigs when you think it's going to zag, and it starts hailing as soon as you're supposed to start shooting.  Such was the case with Cassie Jo's bridal session.  And it wasn't just a quick hail storm...I was fairly certain that I was going to have to build an ark in order to get home.  So we waited.  And waited.  And then determined that we were just going to have to come up with a plan B.  A few phone calls, prayers, and sweet-talking a security guard later, we were able to use the Cliffs at Glassy Chapel.  

After we'd been hunkered down in the chapel for 45 minutes or so, the rain tapered off a little.  It didn't stop, mind you, but it slowed enough that the subject of chancing it came up.  And really, Cassie Jo is a dance in the rain kind of girl anyway, so much to my delight, she went for it!

I honestly have no idea how Cassie Jo looked so beautiful the whole time...by the time I got back into warm dryness, I looked like a drowned rat, and that's really not an exagerration.  She, on the hand, looked like she was just made to frolic about in storms.  :-)

Greenville Wedding Photographer : Gassaway Mansion Wedding : Amanda and Michael

A couple weeks ago, Steven and I went to visit our dear friends, Trey and Leslie, in their brand-spanking new home in Texas.  We ate excessive amounts of Mexican food, slept in a lot, and I rocked my awesome cowboy boots with shorts because that's what people do out there.  Or at least that's what I told myself because I really wanted to wear those boots.  With shorts so people could see them.  It was a truly fabulous and much needed experience.

And then we had to come back.  

I'll be honest...I really do like flying as a means of travel, but I'm not great at it.  Every time the plane takes off, I pretty much break Steven's hand.  And then I do it again every time there's a bump.  And then I enjoy pretending that it didn't happen and I was great good brave girl.  It's not exactly something to brag about, but I am at the very least courteous and respectful of my fellow flyers.  I keep my seat upright, avoid smelly foods, and the like.  The gentleman in front of me or our 2.5 hour final flight from Houston?  He pretty much spent the entire flight breaking the number one commandment of flight etiquette: Thou Shalt Not Fart On Your Fellow Passengers.

This plane we were on was small.  Tiny, have to walk onto the tarmac to board kind of small.  Kneecaps get a little bruised by the seat in front of you kind of small.  Melissa hits her head on the overhead bin every time she sits down kind of small.  So imagine my dismay when the man in front of me seemed to be in a gas-off competition with, well, there were no other competitors.  Just this guy, and SBD wafts every.  Single.  Time.  He.  Shifted.  Position.  And, as I have mentioned, the plane was tiny, so he may as well have been doing it in my lap.  I was honestly expecting the air masks to drop down because there was a pretty serious carbon monoxide situation going on.  

So, in closing, if you plan to be flying any time soon, please think of your fellow travellers.  Maybe save that burrito until after you land.  At least if you're sitting directly in front of me.  Pleasethankyouandyourewelcome.  :-)

Okay, now that I've gotten that off my chest, I have quite a bit of blog catching up to do!  Let's start off with Amanda and Michael's fabulous Alice In Wonderland themed day at the Gassaway Mansion.  Marc and Colleen do such a phenomenal job with their weddings, and I could have spent the entire day just shooting the details.  True story.  

Ceremony and Reception : Gassaway Mansion

Dress : David's Bridal

Cake : Holly's Cakes

SEE WHAT I MEAN ABOUT THE DETAILS???  ^^^

When the aisle is attached to the dance floor, pretty much everyone has to do this.  I'm sure it's a law written down somewhere...