Sometimes, before a wedding, when the bride and groom are getting ready, I will give them each a bit of advice. I tell them to stay connected. To focus on each other. That there will be lots and family and friends and things to focus on, but to always remember that it’s about the two of them, together. If it seems appropriate, I might mention that they should be sure to look at each other often, to touch each other, to not stray far from the other person during the reception.
I do this as a way to remind them to make the day meaningful; but I also do it for selfish reasons–they more connected the couple is, the better the photographs are.
At Chelsea and Mike’s wedding on Saturday, I didn’t have to say a thing. Not a word. The whole connection thing? They already had that down, completely.
It started at the First Sight. I started to prep Chelsea to be connected when she tapped Mike on the shoulder, but she was waaaay past me already, looking over my shoulder in anticipation of seeing Mike for the first time. And when he saw her . . . well . . . those are the kinds of moments that make my job so much fun.
One thing I noticed was their hands. When you go and look at the full gallery of photographs of their wedding day, notice their hands. They are almost always touching. And sometimes the one-hand-hold isn’t enough; sometimes they are holding their hands holding hands. (There was so much tenderness between them that sometimes it was startling to remember that they are soldiers who have gone through boot camp and that Chelsea is a wrestler! I was hoping these tough soldiers didn’t notice how much their middle-aged photographer struggled to run across a field with his heavy bag of photographic gear.)
I always tell people that I have a pretty great job. I get to share one of the most important day’s in people’s lives, and I get to watch it all from the front row. When the couple is as connected (and photogenic!) as Chelsea and Mike, and when the kindness of their family and friends is so immediately extended to me, one of the few strangers at the scene, and when the first look has lots of love and emotion, and the ceremony is personally crafted, and when the first dance is tender, and the later dancing is crazy and festive, and when even the clouds, which threaten to rain all day, but never do, provide a dramatic background for pictures, well, mine’s pretty close to the best job in the world.
You can see a full gallery of photographs from the wedding day here.
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