Just kidding. We sat and took directions from about seven different photographers.
I didn't have much time to stress, though. The bridesmaids fixed my bustle, Mama Spaniel fixed my lipstick, and then we were ready waltz into the reception area!
In a parallel universethat is, out front on the patio where the cocktail hour was startingthe venue staff was serving champagne and strawberries to our guests.
I love how relaxed and happy everyone looks in these close shots... but back up a little, and you can see that it was a madhouse!
All photos by the talented Meg Perotti, unless otherwise noted.
The Spaniels Are Married!
Watching Paint Dry
Putting Our Faces On
Boutonnieres and Tuxedos
Sneaky Spaniel: The First Look
Something Borrowed, Something Blue
Hey Laaadies! (The Wedding Party)
Signing Our Lives Away
Marriage Is a Process...ion
We've Only Just Begun (The Ceremony)