He was always this figment of imagination. This mystery man.
The hunky hunky blonde who sounded like he might be a little to good to be true, but I took it on faith. I believed that she did in fact have a boyfriend and she wasn’t just making him up..
Jenn and I went through one of the most formative years of our lives together when we both traveled to a school called Kairos to learn more about The Lord. Slapped together in the same small group with seemingly nothing in common, we’ll just tactfully say it was a rough first few months for everyone involved. But something happens when you ride in a van for 7 days, largely un-showered and much too close to comfort. When it takes you 6 hours to hike a 3 hour trail in the mountains of Honduras and even the 2,000 year old locals run faster over the ridge then you. And when you find yourself huddled under a soaking tarp eating garlic salt and butter in the freaking wilderness because you’re so hungry and wet and cant wait for dinner to be ready, you sort of BECOME. FRIENDS.
And we’d always heard about this HIM all year. This Zach. This hunky hunky blonde who was almost too good to be true. The one she’d seen that one time they served a meal to that football team. The one who caught her eye and, she, the one who caught his. Some people really do meet like that. And some people really do fall in love like that.
And then that him walks up the stairs and you say, “Oh my word, you’re real!”
And you’re marrying my dear friend Jenn.
And that’s how they do it South Da-koh-tah.
In her mama’s wedding dress at the church where she grew up.
All you betrothed lovers outside of Alaska, oh take me with you when you wed. Twenty-fifteen is here and it’s going to be a damn good year for getting hitched. If you’re thinking, “Hecks yes, Lauren! Come shoot our wedding!” write to me at LR@beautyboardmedia.com for more information. This season, I’ll be available for photographing and filming weddings, respectively, and I’ve got dates for the taking.