There I was.

The date was fast approaching, and with everyday closer my stomach would get more upset. Let’s be honest, I had no idea what I was doing. I somehow convinced my mom and dad to come with me to the venue to help me practice posing, you know, my divorced parents posing like a newly married couple. I couldn’t have been more grateful, and they assured me I would do an amazing job. Apparently they knew, I on the other hand, I was not so sure.

When I woke up the morning of, I can absolutely guarantee that I was more nervous then the bride. What if I screw this whole thing up? What if I can’t pose them? What if I suck? Fortunately I only had one panic attack the whole day when my flash decided to stop working during the reception. I was on the verge of tears right smack in the middle of their reception, it hates me, it’s plotting to ruin my life! Alberta suggested changing the batteries…yep, of course, I knew that, CHANGE THE BATTERIES, of course! She calmed my nerves the rest of the night, and when we got in the car to go home I couldn’t believe I just shot my first wedding. Like, first, ever. There I was, a wedding photographer.

Tomorrow kicks off my first wedding of my third season, and I’m super excited to photograph Courtney and Chris’s wedding at the amazing Main Street Station in downtown Richmond, Virginia. And for a little photo love, here is a shot from that very first wedding of mine.