After a whirlwind morning filled with hairspray fumes (me), stubborn zippers (me again), and cheap Mexican food (Mr. Panther), it was finally time for our first look.
I grabbed my recently delivered bouquet and headed outside. Our photographers had found a field in between our ceremony area and the tennis courts.
The field was grassy, and I was a little nervous about navigating in my shoes. But we brides will do just about anything for the perfect picture, so I hiked up my dress and headed forward. I could see Mr. Panther standing in the middle of the field, and I just wanted to get to him. We had spent so much time planning this day together—it seemed crazy that we’d already been through so much of it separately.
I really was not very graceful in my Jimmy Choos, though, so it took me a while to get to him. Meanwhile, he looked straight at the camera. Real slick.
Finally, I was behind my groom. I kinda wanted to squeeze his butt, just for laughs, but I had a feeling that wouldn’t make the best photos.
So instead, I followed our photographers’ advice and grabbed his hand.
He turned around, and we had our little magical moment.
I wanted to steal away with Mr. Panther to tell him everything about my morning and hear all about his, but we had a packed schedule to stick to. So, we headed off toward the water for our wedding portraits.
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All photos by Raw Photo Design