I love London weddings, and this one was no exception. A Canadian-British love affair, a first look, the Thames, The Swan next to the Globe and Islington Town Hall - it was an absolute pleasure to hang out with Lauren + Alex for the day. The weather was immense, as were the views. Enjoy!
You just meet the loveliest people through Instagram don’t you? I can't thank Liv + Lucy enough for having me along to their perfect, intimate London wedding. Chelsea Old Town Hall and SPRING were looking fantastic, and we even got to evade a bit of authority in Somerset House which warmed my rebel soul.
Fact time: before I met up with Liv + Lucy I grabbed some lunch in a cafe in Shoreditch. Derren Brown sat down at the table next to me and ordered the same meal I was having, but for his small dog.
Enjoy the photos…
These photographs are so much more than we could have ever imagined or hoped for. You have captured moments so wonderfully, we feel completely transported back to the day when we look through.
Thank you so much for everything you have put together for us - we love the slideshow, I (Liv) totally balled my eyes out.
Everything about this day was hot. Summer 2018 was a hot place to be. During this wedding I bought a new shirt; no word of a lie. Before we’d even left for the ceremony..
Natalia and Alex are just the loveliest couple; and it was an absolute pleasure to spend the day with them. It all started with a ceremony at Stoke Newington Town Hall, then next door to Clissold House for the reception and ending up with the party at The Old Queens Head in the heart of Islington for a London pub knees-up.
I ended this day in a windowless bedroom in Gatwick South Terminal ready to fly out to Guernsey and I may just have wept at the joy of air-conditioning.
These two talented people got married and it was always destined to be rather epic. Ceremony was at the Guildhall in Leicester, and the reception at Loughborough Endowed School Hall, two places everyone (?) knows are served by a regular steam train service. Cue the three of us, a slice of battenburg, some instant coffees and a steamy compartment on the Great Central Railway.
On the rare occasions I drink extravagantly, in my head the scene looks like some great cinematic portrayal of a tortured artist, undergoing a devastating battle of love and damagingly creativity. Unfortunately, I’ve seen the photos of myself enjoying a boozy celebration and instead it’s very much a student art project shot on borrowed college camera equipment.
Holly + Jack however, seem able to party like the Stones. I should hate them for this, but for the fact two nicer people you would struggle to meet, anywhere.
This all happened at Chateau la Bleretie near Ponteyraud, and frankly, you could shoot that house for 3 days straight and still leave having not had time to capture a tenth of the details. What didn’t happen here is some fool leaving a diner-style drip coffee machine running whilst they had a luxuriant shower, only to come down and find the ground floor flooded - though, I think the owner would have to admit, heavenly-scented. That happened in an airbnb just a few villages away…