Getting ready to blog Chanda’s wedding weekend in Cabo, but this deserved it’s own. Probably my favorite first dance photo ever.
Kodak Tri-X black and white film.
An intimate little affair held at Brisa del Mar (also known as Don Pedro’s palapa) in Sayulita with design by Luz Ochoa from Sayulita Weddings. This wedding had it all, from an insanely beautiful Jenny Packham gown to Igor the beer donkey. I am now officially obsessed with both of those things. Bucky also happens to be a two time national Shag (The South Carolina state dance similar to a swing) champion so their first dance was understandably epic which then turned into a killer dance party. I’m always blown away by how hard my small weddings get down and this one was no exception. Since I had Catherine Abegg as my photography wingman there was no other option than to get down ourselves which, if I may say so, we do pretty damn well.
Ashley and Bucky are total rockstars. The rolled into town with a small group of family and friends and proceeded to have three nights of insane Mexico fiesta goodness. Their welcome party was at Terrazola on the beach in Sayulita and it was here that I met Igor the beer donkey for the first time. It was love at first sight.
Their wedding is also being featured on Green Wedding Shoes which you can see here. The full wedding post is in the works.
I had every intention of making a 2013 review post with my personal and editorial work of the past year, but when I started selecting images I realized that there is so much that I haven’t posted and it really just makes more sense to start there rather than a review of the year.
When I shot SXSW last March (see the images here, here, and here) I had already planned on going to LA afterwards so when a friend of mine asked if I would want to drive his fluorescent green 1969 Oldsmobile 68 from Austin to LA it was a no brainer. This car was insanity and I count myself lucky that I was able to haul ass in it cross country. Realistically you can’t go over 80 mph so hauling ass is a stretch.
I was stoked to shoot some film and capture the good old Route 66 Americana. Obviously I brought my copy of On The Road (which I reread several times a year) with me to the States because for some reason I fortuitously knew this trip was going to happen.