Los Angeles, California
I have a crush. It first started on the island of Puerto Rico when Jay and Fawn approached me at their friends, Sam and Chanel’s, beach wedding. Who can blame me? It’s hard not to fall for people in life you feel are so perfectly paired and who genuinely care deeply for those around them. Jay and I bonded over our love of pottery and Fawn and I hit it off with all things stylish. I knew this wedding in the hills of Los Angeles would be one for the books!
Rain in LA? This maybe happens fifteen times a year. So when the forecast called for drizzle, I packed my huge golf umbrella from Minnesota and boarded a plane to the ceremony. The clouds parted just in time for us to huddle under an old gnarly beach tree for the two to say their vows and exchange tears of gratefulness. Rain fell to bless the union as night set in. I had scouted a spot overlooking the epic city lights where we could take in the beauty and reflect on the day. All in attendance would agree that this eve of Halloween will be tough to beat.