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There is a particular kind of energy on a wedding morning.
It's somewhere between “I cannot believe we're getting married today” and “Has anybody seen my earrings?”
Someone is laughing.
Someone is getting their makeup done.
Someone has already opened the champagne.
And someone, somewhere, is looking for a phone charger.
It's a wedding morning.
Of course they are.

The Room Before Everything Changes

I love getting-ready rooms.
Not because they're always peaceful.
They're not.
Sometimes there's music playing, three conversations happening simultaneously, curling irons everywhere, and approximately seventeen bags that nobody seems to own.
There's a half-finished cup of coffee on the counter. Someone is trying to eat breakfast without ruining their lipstick. The makeup artist has asked everyone to stop making the bride laugh for approximately thirty seconds.
Nobody listens.
But there's something special about these hours.
In the middle of all these perfectly ordinary things, something extraordinary is getting closer.
The dress is still hanging.
The shoes haven't been worn.
The rings are waiting.
And someone is sitting in a chair, laughing with their favorite people, about to get married.
I love that.

The People Who Are There Before Everyone Else

There's something intimate about the people you choose to spend your wedding morning with.
Your mother helping with a necklace.
Your best friend making you laugh when you're trying very hard not to cry.
Your sister insisting you eat something.
The friend who has appointed herself keeper of the champagne.
Every group has one.

Bride's veil being lifted and held by four smiling bridesmaids in pastel green, peach and yellow dresses.

And sometimes, there's no group at all.
Just a quiet room, a little music, and someone taking their time getting ready.
Across town, the other half of the couple might be having an entirely different morning.
Maybe they're surrounded by friends, music, and laughter.
Maybe they're sitting quietly with a parent.
Maybe they're discovering that tying a bow tie is considerably more complicated when you're nervous.
There isn't one correct way to spend these hours.
The important thing is that you're surrounded by the people—or the quiet—that makes you feel most like yourself.

All Those Little Things

The perfume.
The handwritten note.
The jewelry that belonged to someone you love.
The shoes you spent far too long choosing.
The dress hanging near the window.
The jacket waiting on its hanger.
The cufflinks sitting beside a watch.

Flat lay of bridal details including pearl shoes, rings, perfume, wedding invitation and vows book.
Close-up of a floral wedding invitation with a monogram seal for Makhiya and Jaylin.

I love detail photographs.
But what I love even more is watching those details become part of the day.
The earrings finally go on.
Someone fastens the necklace.
The jacket gets buttoned.
The shoes meet the floor.
The dress stops being something beautiful hanging in a room and becomes something someone is wearing on one of the biggest days of their life.

Bride in a lace gown smiling while her dress is fastened during getting ready.

And somewhere in all of this, someone inevitably asks:
“What time is it?”
Then asks again seven minutes later.
Wedding mornings have their own relationship with time.

Meanwhile, Somewhere Else…

While everyone is getting ready, another part of the wedding day is already well underway.
The florist is unloading arrangements.
The reception tables are being dressed.
The ceremony chairs are being straightened.
Someone is checking the placement of the welcome sign.
The photographer is moving between rooms.
The transportation is being confirmed.
A vendor has a question.
Someone needs an answer.
And somewhere, your wedding planner is making sure all those moving pieces are coming together.
Not every question needs to reach the person sitting in the makeup chair.
Actually, most of them shouldn't.
Because while we're discussing vendor arrivals, ceremony setup, and whether everything is where it belongs, you should be doing something considerably more important.
Enjoying your morning.
And eating breakfast.
Please eat breakfast.
I know you're excited. I know you're nervous. I know the schedule is full.
Eat something anyway.
That's my little contribution to your wedding morning.

And Then, Something Changes

I don't think there's one particular moment when a wedding morning becomes a wedding day.
Sometimes it's when the dress goes on.
Sometimes it's when someone reads a letter.
Sometimes it's the first look with a parent.
Sometimes it's the moment someone catches their reflection in the mirror.

Bride smiling warmly at her reflection in a hand mirror while getting ready.

And for just a second, everything feels different.
Oh.
It's today.
The music might still be playing.
Someone might still be searching for that phone charger.
But something has shifted.
The person who was laughing over breakfast a little while ago is now standing there, dressed and ready.
And the people in the room notice.
There's usually a smile.
Sometimes a few tears.
Sometimes somebody says something funny because they absolutely cannot handle an emotional moment without making a joke.
I understand those people.

The Last Few Minutes

These are some of my favorite moments to witness.
The final touch of lipstick.
Someone smoothing the back of a dress.
A parent adjusting a collar.
One last look in the mirror.
A deep breath.
A little laughter.
Maybe a quiet moment alone.
Outside the room, the wedding is ready to begin.
Guests are arriving.
The ceremony space is waiting.
The music is almost ready.
And then comes the question everyone has been asking all morning.
“Is it time?”
This time, the answer is yes.

Before the Wedding Begins

I think that's why I love getting-ready photographs so much.
They're not simply pictures of hair, makeup, dresses, shoes, or beautiful details.
They're photographs of anticipation.
Of the people who know you before the ceremony begins.
Of ordinary moments happening on an extraordinary day.
The wedding hasn't officially started.
But the story already has.
And years from now, when you look back at those photographs, I hope you remember more than how beautiful everything looked.
I hope you remember the laughter.
The music.
The people in the room.
The way you felt when you realized the day was finally here.
And maybe even the person who spent the entire morning looking for their phone charger.
Because those little moments?
They're part of your wedding story, too.
The wedding begins long before anyone walks down the aisle.

Bride standing with four smiling members of her wedding party in pastel green, peach and yellow dresses.

Photography: @joepinerofilms — Makhiya & Jaylin

A Very Lovely Wedding