Just a quick one this week, I’m radically under-slept. Our new studio still looks like a bomb hit it, I’ve seriously underestimated how long it would take to put it together. I can see the sun starting to peep up over our neighbor’s rooftop which means it must be on the wrong side of 6am. Almost time to get this day started.
We went down to Oakfield Farm this weekend to shoot Xander and Wendy’s swinging wedding. A groom who couldn’t stop smiling, a bride who looked like the Tsar’s youngest daughter and a kicking swing band, all in all such a cool amazing wedding and Xander and Wendy slayed it on the dance floor with a foxtrot that had everyone clapping for an encore, which they delivered. You have to love clients who don’t blink when I ask them to stand in front of the world’s ugliest cinder block wall because I think the light there will really suit their skin tone.
I did get vendor details this week, that’s how relaxed everything was: