I should probably include a disclaimer at the beginning of this entry that the following set of photos contains a lot of kissing. What can I say? We just got married.
After the ceremony, we walked back down the aisle and straight inside to mingle with all of our guests – our more casual sort of “receiving line.”
We were greeted with an overwhelming rush of love.
{ Matthew’s Memaw – for those of you non-Texans, that means “Grandma” }
{ my Grandma }
{ my parents }
{ Matthew and his Aunt Martha }
{ my brother and Uncle Tim }
{ heading outside for bride and groom portraits }
Then, while our guests started to head to the reception, Matthew and I split off for our bride and groom portraits with our photographer, Morris Weintraub.
{ kicking off my insanely high heels that almost make me taller than him }
