Earth, Wind, Fire and Rain…
Earth… Planet Earth… specifically Australia… more specifically New South Wales… even more specifically Midginbil Hill… but this was Earth nonetheless, and a really pretty corner of it.
There was rain certainly, which is kinda what you’d expect in such a lush forest valley, otherwise where would all the trees and grass and stuff have come from….but what’s good for a tree and what’s good for a wedding aren’t always the same thing. It would take more than a little rain to stop these guys, so the rain came, plans changed, every guest stepped up.
And there was fire, a huge fire. Large enough to warm a rowdy viking crew. Probably large enough to be seen from space, well maybe not SPACE space but certainly it was a decent sized fire…
Oh and there was Karaoke, which is like singing, kinda breathy and windy. Yeah, that counts as wind.
…so Earth, Wind, Rain and Fire… I stand by that..!
Of course there were people too… old friends and close family, filling every possible space with energy, you know, that rare kind of energy. The best kind.
There are some who say it can’t be done. To throw a wedding that straddles the line between a classy, stylish, cocktail soiree and an all-out, shirts off, split pants, dance fest. Surely it would take everything from bow-ties, lace and pearls to funk bands and fireworks. No-one could live at that speed!
Fiona and Joe told us that they were planning just such an event.
The day started well. A little tennis, a quick dip and then time for part one of the plan. Champagne and smooth suits, a beachside ceremony and sunset drinks, stylish and sophisticated… Bam! Done! Success! Time to turn it up to eleven.
Part two starts with a bang. Fireworks explode into the sky and the band launches into a scorching set of dance floor hits that has people literally dancing their clothes off.
Hands down the most fun we’ve ever had at a wedding without being guests.
p.s. the two of us managed to get through the night with our pants intact – just in case you were wondering.
Fresh from the celebration of their nuptials they take to the skies as Superbride and her trusted sidekick Grooman!
Marvel as they soar 100’s of feet above shark infested waters!
Delight as they wander through a terrifying orchard!
Swoon as they frolic in the sun-soaked shallows!
Shiver as they venture deeper into the rips and undertows of the cold Mediterranean sea!
All this and more, with high speed driving, a brush with the long arm of the law and a lost wedding ring (luckily not the bride’s).
Now in colour!
Mariam & Mark are one of those special couples that you can sit down with and by the end of lunch you’re old friends with a full range of in-jokes and an unspoken language of hand signals.
We were already psyched about this wedding, an Egyptian Coptic ceremony (a first for us) in a 13th century church and then up into the mountains for dinner surrounded by olive groves and wheat fields, and then Mark upped the ante…
“We’re having a sunset yacht party the day before and it’s a pity you can’t come with us… hey… why don’t you come with us?”
We didn’t need a lot of convincing and by the end of the cruise we’d met their friends, family and even the Swedish priests that they’d bought with them from America. So when we arrived the next day, we were met with a church full of friendly faces.
Sometimes everything falls into place, two fun people very much in love, great guests, perfect vistas, and the golden light that hits just as you walk out into the field. By the end of the day Lizzie had learned a little bit about Seinfeld, I’d watched a man eating grapes straight from the vine and we’d made some “friends for life”.
On a side note we edited this wedding to Meatloaf’s “Bat Out Of Hell” but I don’t think it shows.
I’m a sucker for a good story. Books, movies, music, photography it’s all about stories.
Zoe and Susan were married in Fiji. It sounds simple, just two people in love coming together, but if you look closer you start to see the stories. Little ones at first but as they interweave they become bigger and soon you realise that this wedding is not just a simple love story at all, it’s an adventure, and its huge!
Zoe and Susan were married in Fiji. But we come into their story much earlier…
When Lizzie was 19 she took a trip to Cyprus for her Auntie’s 40th where she spent a very drunken evening wandering the streets with a shopping trolley and a girl named Zoe. 13 years and many adventures later the girls met again in Cyprus, this time both girls were joined by their fiance’s.
Zoe and Susan were married in Fiji. Loved ones came from all across the globe for a week long party ensuring that the girls’ friends became everyone’s friends… and if that didn’t bring people together the appearance of cyclone Evan sure would.
Zoe and Susan were married in Fiji. It wasn’t the start of the story and it certainly isn’t the end, but it was the chapter that Lizzie and I were asked to tell and we could never thank them enough for letting us be a part of it.
Greek Orthodox weddings are a huge party, with a house full of guests, musicians, singing, dancing and plenty of ritual and pageantry… and thats just to get the groom dressed.
Last year in Cyprus, Lizzie & I shot the wedding of Maria & Zacharias, met their beautiful girl Xenia and their friends and families. We loved being part of it all and so when we got a message asking if we would be interested in shooting Maria’s sister’s wedding we jumped at the chance.
Margarita & Themis’ day didn’t disappoint, a sunset ceremony in a beautiful old church and then dinner and dancing on the edge of the Mediterranean watched over by the supermoon.
Not too shabby.