Megan and my sister go way back. While they whooped it up as middle schoolers, I was in the 5th grade, left to dream of ever being so cool someday. Sometimes they'd let me hang out with them and peek in on life as an older, experienced person. Seeing Megan emerge in a wedding dress was a ticklish thing. We're all still teenagers in my mind. Working up some fluffy arrangements with touches of blue felt extra special and warm and happy. Good things happen when a bride trusts her florist.
Venue - Boone Hall Plantation / Photographer - Micheal Graham Photo
Catering - Salthouse Catering