I met Shira and Graeme on their wedding day – Shira with a black salon robe draped over her and Graeme with a big anticipatory smile on his face before I brought in his bride. These hip cats live in London, of all the swanky, desirable places to reside, but brought it on home so they could get married in Shira’s temple, where her father is the rabbi. And let me warn you now, they rocked the reception at VisArts so hard, I am showing just way too many photos from their klezmer dancing. Shira and Graeme:
Heather and Frantisek were married at the beautiful Rosemont Manor with some pretty serious mountain backdrop action going on (or as much of that as you can get here in Virginia). It was about the nicest, prettiest day you could ask for in early June. A well-traveled, international couple, tight-knit families and some rambunctious kids made for a heck of a wedding.
It takes something most don’t possess to turn a big ol’ field in the middle of the country into a ridiculously beautiful wedding venue. But that’s what Kate and Daniel and their families and friends did to the field of their very generous friends. Way out where no one could hear them, they tied the knot, then partied under the big stars. And the cicadas even left them alone, mostly. I’m about to make you jealous you didn’t get married here: