There’s something special about your niece geting married. It makes me feel all warm and tingly inside. And shed a few (or a lot – okay, maybe buckets of) tears. And then reality sets in and, let’s face it – it makes me realize that I am OLD. O-L-D, old! (I remember changing this girl’s poopy diapers! But… I digress … back to Holly getting married …)
She is the first of the “next generation” in our family to tie the knot. My mom’s first grandchild. It’s kind of a big deal. It’s kind of a HUGE deal.
And she’s kind of perfect. As you can see from her GORGEOUS bridals. How I love this girl! I’m so proud of the woman she has grown into and the wonderful wife she is going to be. Mike is one lucky man, Holl Doll! (I’m going to stick that little cutesy nickname in just for old time’s sake. After all, I’ve already embarrassed her by saying I changed her poopy diapers … And speaking of poopy diapers and bums – wait, did it evolve to bums?? – what I wouldn’t give to have her cute little Pippa Middleton-esque derriere! And now it’s official – if she wasn’t embarrassed before, she now will be. Albeit, most likely a bit flattered as well.)
Jessi took these images (I’m still on maternity leave from actually shooting right now) up in Oakley and I was lucky enough to be able to edit them. Because, truly, I have to be a PART of photographing this wedding experience somehow, right?!
Now – I challenge you to look through these images and tell me that Holly doesn’t look like she just stepped right out of a 1940′s glamour magazine! I double dog dare you! :)
You’re a stunning Bride, Holly Lynn. And your auntie loves you! (Okay, stepping off of my embarrassing podium now where I might as well have been yelling through a megaphone to the entire world about how I changed her poopy diapers. Did I mention I changed her poopy diapers?)
And on that note . . . for your viewing pleasure, I present …