The tricky thing about being wedding photographers, and conversely couples looking for wedding photographers, is finding the right ‘fit’. We hang out together a fair bit on your wedding day. We try and put as much of ourselves and our personalities out there so that couples can kind of work out if we are the right people for the job and reach out to us, or be completely freaked out and back away slowly. It’s all about finding ‘our people’, and you finding ‘your people’.
So, during our first Skype meeting after John left the room, Leigh began apologising profusely for her fiance, we knew we’d found ‘our people’.
‘I told him not to make any ball jokes’ she said, sheepishly. Anyone who has worked with us, or knows us personally, knows we’re pretty damn fond of dirty jokes.
It was love at first ball joke for us, and what really solidified our love for this couple plus their gorgeous little girl Leni was that they, collectively, called their family L-L-cool J.
It was almost another lifetime later that their wedding day rolled around. We found Leigh and John both getting their makeup done (John’s head was kinda sunburnt so his friends were trying to bronzer it up a bit). There was a hive of activity as friends and family put together the reception area, drank beers, exchanged stories from the night before (we hear it was a pretty big night) and got ready for another big celebration. The wonderful thing about venues like the kickass Kenilworth Homestead on the Sunshine Coast is it is a one stop wedding festival weekend for everybody, with plenty of room for guests to crash for the entire weekend and really spend a bunch of quality time together. Travelling from accommodation to ceremony space to reception is a number of footsteps/stumbles at the end of the night. So rad!
The whole wedding had L-L-Cool J stamped all over it, from the signs and the bar that John made himself, to the bouquets bound by the bridesmaids, to the rugs and throws collected by Leigh and John on their travels through India (oh, and Leigh’s sis-in-law who stayed in India a bit longer and shopped for more wedding decor with Leigh via skype). The vines on the reception tables were passionfruit vines from Leigh and John’s own backyard. They were married by John’s sister. It was such a collective effort to celebrate the union of this little family and it shone through at every turn.
After burgers and ice cream (yep, burgers and ice cream) the party got pretty amazingly crazy – Leigh and John performed the most increidble, wild, hilarious, amazeballs choreographed dance to Bon Jovi’s Livin’ On a Prayer. There were knee slides and floor spins from bride and groom, plenty of air guitar and a bit of a dance with miss Leni. At one point we were intercepted by a lovely gentleman who had been chatting away on the phone before handing the phone to us. Which was fine, except the phone was a shoe. The most incredible dance move though was probably the invisible canoe across the dance floor which resulted in ripped pants. We have never laughed so hard and loved a dance floor more, and we have been on some dance floors in our time!
Okay, enough from us, you’re here for the pictures – we get it. Here they are: