My sister and I, as I whispered to her between formals. I love this photo.
It's so fairy-like, and captures so much feeling.

 

Marika runs through the gardens looking for petals to throw on people.
I love how her face is hidden, and the photos just manages to capture her mischievous look

 

About to throw the bouquet. Curtis' mother prepares (in the very back, w/ big dress).

 

My father's partner runs a victory lap around the other women. Holding the bouquet like an Olympic torch.

 

Curtis throws the garter, and all the men dive for it. My father and Martin ended up being the two in the lead, and rolled around for it, but Martin prevailed.

 

Another that wasn't in the proof album that we were fond of.

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