Takin’ Love by the Horns: Champers, Cubes, and Camera Snaps

Our bridal party and bridal couple photographs were spread out over two locations: the Hunter Valley Gardens and the Crowne Plaza Hunter Valley Resort. I don’t want to mix things up (since something else happened between these two locations) so I’m going to do it ‘in order’ so as not to muddle up the goings-on of the day.

Once the ceremonies were over, and all the guests had dispersed, the bridal party, photographers, and videographers settled into the Oriental Pagoda for lunch, champers, and this:

Yes guys, GM Xboy blew up our inflatable companion cube (of the game Portal). He did it all by himself. We were actually very impressed.

Lunch consisted of sandwiches, alcohol, soda, and water. But mostly, our photographers kept Mr Big and I classy:

My bridesmaids also touched me up a little:

Aren’t they wonderful?

After that was all said and done, we decided we’d best spend the two hours of photography that came with the ceremonies and take overly romantic photos.

So we did (not really):

To be honest guys, most of our romantic photos came after the bridal party photos. And our bridal party photos were awesome:

Words cannot describe how much I LOVE this photo.

I took a picture with each of the girls:

Mrs Big + MoH M&Ms

Mrs Big + BM Proper

Mrs Big + BM Superhero

Mrs Big + BM Cupcake

Mrs Big + Groom’s Homie Oddball (my little sister, 10 years my junior if you can believe it)

And Mr Big took a picture with each of his guys:

Mr Big + BMan Hunter

Mr Big + GM Xboy

Mr Big + GM The Flash

Mr Big + GM NB

“I may be an a-hole, but I’m not 100% a dick.” = Mr Big’s response to ‘Why are you being a dick to GM Iron in this photo?’

After our bridal party photos, it was then time for the bridal party to go away and leave Mr Big and I to make out take lovely bridal couple photos. And if you’re wondering guys, yes, that waterfall in the background of these photos is the one we had just previously been pronounced as husband and wife. Isn’t it lovely?

Next up, Mr Big + Mrs Big = PDA.

[All photos by the fabulous Studio Something Photography.]

Need to catch up or missed a post?

• Laugh, weep, and celebrate with us by watching our wedding video.
• I am a delegating ninja! (I’m really not.)
• We have a “nice” morning of Car-Tetris fun!
• I tell you guys about the frenzy that is the lead-up to our wedding day.
• We practice walking and talking.
• We eat a loooooot of meat.
• I celebrate my last night as a Miss.
• I talk to you about a major wedding regret.
• The girls get their pretty on.
• The guys clean up nicely.
• I get all fancy with my duds.
• We cut some ribbon.
• I walk down the aisle.
• We drink wine!
• We give each other a big smooch!
• We autograph our marriage certificate and are presented as husband and wife!
• We serve tea to our elders.
• Our photos are bombed!

Takin’ Love by the Horns: PHOTOBOMB!

Firstly, let me just say that I never meant to get so far behind (I know, none of the Bees ever do). Life has thrown about a million things our way since our return from the honeymoon, including a new job in a new city, a potential promotion for Mr Big, a new car, and several very upsetting occurrences, and all of these things have made me realise that being married to Mr Big is a treasure that I, thankfully and luckily, get to enjoy every day. Now before this becomes sappy (wait, it isn’t already?), let me just continue with these recaps. Almost done guys!

 

Once the servings were done, Mr Big and I were overladen with gifts, from red envelopes filled with money to jewellery.

Showing off MA BLINGZ to MA MAN. (Ok, I’ll never do that again, promise.)

Red envelopes in Mr Big’s pocket. Also DAT ASS. ❤

My Uncle Chung performed a “good luck ritual”, where you grab the red envelopes in a bunch and then wipe them down on the groom, passing on good luck, fortune and all that good stuff. This wasn’t captured on camera, but we got the resultant laughing aftermath.

It was then time for group photos, and unfortunately, a lot of them were photobombed. So a word of warning to you guys – pick a place that isn’t so contained, and ask people to move. Or else you get the following photos:

Our celebrant J and her husband G.

Mumma Big’s family, from L to R: Mumma Big, De Papa Big, and Uncle Ado.

Mama Bighorn’s side of the family. Basically the only decent group photo!

Papa Bighorn’s side of the family. There’s too much to name.

My angst about the group photos went on for about a week or so, but in the end, there was literally nothing I could do. I didn’t know it was happening, and our photographers – who were lovely – weren’t really used to typical “formal” photos. And so, our formal photos weren’t exactly perfect. But every other photo we had during that time was.

And for some reason, there were lots of me:

There’s also these two gems:

Who else had their photos photobombed?

Next up, we eat lunch and take lots and lots and lots (etc.) of photos!

Need to catch up?

• Laugh, weep, and celebrate with us by watching our wedding video.
• I am a delegating ninja! (I’m really not.)
• We have a “nice” morning of Car-Tetris fun!
• I tell you guys about the frenzy that is the lead-up to our wedding day.
• We practice walking and talking.
• We eat a loooooot of meat.
• I celebrate my last night as a Miss.
• I talk to you about a major wedding regret.
• The girls get their pretty on.
• The guys clean up nicely.
• I get all fancy with my duds.
• We cut some ribbon.
• I walk down the aisle.
• We drink wine!
• We give each other a big smooch!
• We autograph our marriage certificate and are presented as husband and wife!
• We serve tea to our elders.