married: Caity and Mike’s country Vermont wedding
I’ve known Caity since we were kids. Since we had new buck teeth smiles, bowl cuts and high tops. We killed it in penny loafers and knew our way around over-sized sweaters. Caity and I were loud-mouthed freckled fiends ensuring every teacher earned their pay. Some things have changed, but Caity’s indomitable wit and vigor for life has remained much the same.
Caity doesn’t sit still. Anyone that knows her knows that. She graces us on the east coast only to return to the west coast collecting friends along her travels. Along the way she collected Mike, whom I imagined to be her rock, her steady while she hops from ski town to the next again further surrounding herself with loyal and loving friends.
In the few short hours I had to meet Mike, I got it. These two are fun and beam when they’re together. Their wedding wasn’t just a wedding, it was a party. Complete with musically talented friends, sharp-dressed and quite fabulously dancing men, a flying lantern send-off and a swing set, Caity and Mike’s big day was just that…big.
Between the huge family, a brother living overseas Skyped into the ceremony, an unbelievably energy-packed friend base and Caity and Mike’s adventurous spirit, I’d say creative chaos is exactly what happened over the course of a beautiful, perfectly breezy Vermont evening at Tourterelle in picturesque New Haven, Vermont. Not every girl can walk down the aisle to Madonna, but with Caity? I couldn’t see it any other way.
Caity and Mike love life and all of its experiences, twists and turns. As they embark on yet another move and a new journey together I leave them with their wedding photos and a single wish: that their days ahead shine just as brightly as their most special day on that most beautifully wild summer night.
“Caity warned me you’d get right in my face.” Yes, I will and I do.
Caity’s reaction when told her older brother, who is living overseas and couldn’t travel to the wedding, is live on Skype and ready to watch the ceremony. Caity was such a beautifully emotional bride and I’ll save those photos for her, but I always have a soft spot for tears since my own wedding. I don’t know that I could have seen my wedding aisle through all the tears if my father wasn’t walking me down. I’m a sobber. Admitted.
Caity’s sass returns after a brief moment of complete bridal composure.
These lanterns were absolutely beautiful and a complete photographer’s dream.
Caity and Mike, congratulations. All the best and more.