Now, nearly a decade later, 500+ weddings under my belt, if there was one thing I know about weddings and capturing your day, it’s this: there’s simply no such thing as the ‘perfect wedding day’.

Clouds will gather, guests will cancel, cakes will squash, and music will stall. But in a wedding done well, none of this matters. The perfect wedding day should be all about the experience. It’s about how you feel when the last song of the night is over, your heels are kicked off, and the scenes of the day begin to take shape in your mind as beautiful, lifelong memories. That is all you will take with you.

I’m obsessed with the moment beyond ‘the kiss’. I find the magic in the minutiae, the smaller and arguably more beautiful expressions of romance: a foot nudging another under the table, a stolen glance, a loving wipe of whipped cream off a nose.

No, forreal. Picture this: I'm on my way home from work at the UN in Rome. An old couple driving at night in an illegal zone. Bam! But thanks to that crazy ol Italian accident and hospital, I discovered my deep love and passion for capturing the real moments of life in all their beauty. After all, moments are truly what we have to remember at the end of the day. 

It was actually in this moment, as in laying in a hospital bed (with a fractured spine and double head trauma #sexy) that led me here.

You could say that my journey into wedding photography was an accident (literally). A "being thrown 8-feet up by a car" accident.