Katie’s mom was Dawn’s friend from work. I knew that Dawn referred me to them but I didn’t know that both Matthew and Katie were guests at Dawn and Ethan’s wedding.
Matthew emailed me back in the Fall of 2017. He wanted me to photograph his wedding. He was on a shoestring budget and to him, I was one of the most affordable wedding photographers in the Metro Detroit area.
I’ve always preferred shoestring budget weddings. So, I agreed wholeheartedly. I admire couples who have priorities higher than spending their hard earned money on very opulent weddings.
Two days later, Matthew signed off on our contract and plunked the deposit. Just like that, I became their wedding photographer.
I didn’t hear from them again until ten days before their big day. I actually had to fire up an email to them about touching base because I thought they called it all off. They didn’t. “We are procrastinators”, he said. So was I!, I thought.
He wanted me to get in touch with Katie, his bride. Typical. I did exactly the same thing on my wedding. I had this automatic response of “talk to my fiance because she planned the whole thing”.
On the day of, I was to show up at Katie’s grandpa’s house right around noon. His house a roomier than theirs. It wasn’t too far from the church either.
I asked her what she was looking for in terms of wedding photos. She replied, “I want it all”. She preferred candid over traditional. Candid is like a snapshot only done artistically. Traditional, well, you know, bridal party and family group photos.
I prefer candid. It’s more challenging than snapping photos of groups of people standing in front of me with cheesy smiles.
I didn’t mind going to Katie’s gramps house. It afforded me the opportunity to capture candid photos. She was game too and didn’t mind that I was all over the house documenting her getting ready.
By 1:30 pm, I reluctantly left Gramp’s house and head for St. John Paul II Parish Catholic Church. A fitting name for a very grandiose house of God. I am not shittin’ you. This place was fit for the Pope to live in.
The priest was pretty cool. He allowed me to use flash during the ceremony. His only warning was, “don’t get in my face”. I wasn’t planning on it.
It was a full wedding mass. I never had the chance to get into the priest’s face.
It took me a while to go through the traditional shots because both Katie and Matthew have big families.
The sun was down by the time we were done. Sadly, we skipped a trip to a park close by and headed straight to The Gazebo Banquet Center for their reception party.
A photo of the cake. Photos of the hand made place cards. A photo of wooden signs of love. A photo of the cake again. It really looked good eat! I was ahead of the party bus by a few minutes so I took the time to capture Katie’s mom’s hard work.
The rest of the night was a wonderful blur. I was very fortunate to have captured how Katie lovingly gazed at Matthew from across the room as they chatted with guests. I was fortunate to have captured them at the dance floor in each other arms and enjoying their first slow dance as husband and wife. I was very fortunate.