The first time I ever talked to Erin, something clicked. Her voice is so alive and kind - even though I couldn’t see her, I felt her smiling. As we chatted about their spontaneous decision to set the wedding date, Erin mentioned that she clicked on my website link because … she liked my name. Erin, it was that easy to win me over!
Erin and Steve’s ceremony was magical. The quiet November rain diffused the limousine’s bright headlights, collecting in a pool of yellow light on the wet asphalt. I ran from the church cover to sneak a peak at Erin - so beautiful, calm, glowing… Steve stood still at the altar, looking up to the sky, closing his eyes, filling his chest with anticipation and joy. Then their hands joined. And didn’t let go.
The intimate candlelit reception dinner at the Hart House was amazing to say the least. Erin confessed that she had a ton of fun picking out the wines to pair with each exquisite course, and it certainly showed. Just when I thought nothing in this world could tear me away from Mick’s plate of lobster ravioli, the sound of clinking glasses made me reach for my camera and bolt to Erin & Steve’s table. Lingering moments longer, a few warm words sounded, words from the heart, words from miles away, words timeless. I won’t lie about the lump in my throat. And the tears of happiness for these two.
Thank you, thank you for sharing your amazing night with us making us feel like family! Congratulations… and Erin: here’s the ‘evidence‘ :)
We finally met for lunch at Sugar Bowl one beautiful afternoon, a few days before I left to conquer the hearts of Vancouver brides.
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I usually abstain from calling anything ‘epic,’ but this photo really has been, for my business.
It was pouring outside. Buckets, cats, dogs & all. We were is an old barnyard and Vivaldi’s ‘Four Seasons’ was playing on my boom box. It was wild.
This shot was taken moments before the First Look. Koranne gave me more pizzaz than I could have even hoped for, and rocked it out like a true Nova Bride.
Paige floated about like a modern-day Audrey Hepburn. So much grace and poise. It was starting to rain and we were about 5 min running distance from shelter, but Paige didn’t even stir, trusting that I would get the shot. Soon. The wind was blowing pretty heavily to the left, so I had my assistant Kemi pull the veil to the right and then let go so that I could catch it in mid-air!
Rob and I were having a conversation through the half-open door, as I was looking for good light. This is what I saw when I glanced over - and couldn’t resist. In fact, the first frame I shot only had ‘lieve’ visible, so I had to nonchalantly push the door a bit wider - to reveal the sign hanging above the bed of one of his groomsmen 
Not a new concept by any means, but it was so spontaneous and fun! After a ‘french’ picnic of baguette, cheese, olives, and … champagne, we kicked off our shoes for some fun in the fountain. The setting August sun was tastefully diffused by the trees…
Ok, the secret is out - I love giving a bit of direction and making it look like I’m catching my subjects in a more or less candid moment. Kathy looked so elegant in the white robe, so I asked her to go hang out at the foot of the bed… In the few moments of experimenting with the width of the space between the shutters, the whole gang of bridesmaids gathered behind me, curious to see why I was kneeling in such an awkward spot. ‘Awwwwww,’ I heard from them in unison - they were snapping away too! 
I love the flare. And the love. This photo was taken the night before their wedding - this was the sunset marking the beginning of a new journey together. Did I mention I loooove flare?
The sun hid for a few seconds for me to catch this shot. The air was heavy with the promise of rain. I shouted out ‘runaway bride‘ to Sarah just before releasing the shutter. The old Ukrainian-German farm was also amazing…
I just love what’s going on. Not even sure how, but I convinced them to cozy up on the bed! As I looked around the room, I noticed a Marilyn Monroe calendar. Done! 
Clean-up on aisle four!!! Not quite… But we definitely made the day for a few bored Sobeys employees. 
‘No worries, I’m insured,’ I chuckled nervously, as Kristina and I made our way up to the second floor of this abandoned farmhouse. Every step creaked and squeaked, and I kept repeating in my head … ‘please don’t scream if you see a mouse, please don’t scream if you see a little mouse’ - all clear, we were safe. And it was so worth it! This photo was one of my favorites, we found this antique violin case…
I think this is the kind of a moment little girls dream of when they imagine their dream wedding day. I love the energy of the shot. I was up at the front with them, and realized the bride and groom had turned around and were quickly walking towards the church front doors! I don’t think I tripped anyone… but I busted my butt to make sure I got to the door first!
Hana created this magic all by herself. So inspiring. Doesn’t she make you wonder what it is that she’s seeing out of that window?!
All brides are graceful. Seriously.
