Rhiannon is the equally lovely sister of Jennifer, whose wedding I photographed several years ago. It was epic and I expected nothing less from Rhi + Tony. The second of four daughters in the family and yes, they are all beautiful, winsome, expressive and so far have spectacular taste in photographers. I can only assume they ruled Creston, their hometown.
Tony and the boys came to play in zoot suits, a unique and visual break from tuxedos. When I saw the ringbearer and his foot-tall mohawk, I knew it was Christmas in July.
I should confess though that we, Sarah and I, missed the biggest, funniest moment of the day when the minister’s pants dropped in the middle of the ceremony. This is actually the 2nd time this is happened at a wedding I shot. Those tuxedo pants are tricky, I suppose.
Thanks, Rhi + Tony.
First, a nice grab from the sideline by my confederate Sarah, during the formals fun.







I love the atmosphere in this one by Sarah, although I feel if 2 bm’s are going to have tattoos, everyone should have one.

I’m glad I’m not the only one who peeks during prayers.

I tell my clients that they’ve never known true relief and release until they make that walk down the aisle together. Just ask Tony, he’ll tell you.



One of all-time favorite MOB’s, Becky, center.



by Mark
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