I met Michelle for bridals on the most typical Saturday in April… meaning, every day up until the weekend was gorgeous, and on Saturday it poured.
Now, Michelle is a total trooper. We found a few covered locations, I stuffed her in the back of my (covered in dog hair) jeep a few times, she was patient while I ran back and forth to the car A LOT. I say all of this as a preface to my real feelings on the day: If everything that didn’t go according to plan went like this, I would absolutely be in heaven. She killed it!
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