About five months ago, I got a call from the sister of a previous client. She shared that she got engaged and wanted to make sure that we were available to shoot her wedding before she booked the venue. How cool! She said that we were her first call and she could not imagine getting married without Gary and I capturing the wedding events. My heart was warmed and we were thrilled to book the date for her.
We would shoot a bridal portrait as well as her wedding day. For her portrait, she wanted lowcountry with stately oaks and water but not the same location as her sister (which was Boone Hall Plantation). So I did some research and was able to secure a new venue that required getting special permission. We got it all scheduled and were good to go.
Fast forward to this past Saturday the day of her bridal portrait session. The weather forecast was typical Charleston with 20-40% change of rain. I was not worried… the forecast area is huge. I thought we’d be fine.
She was coming in town just for the portrait with her sister and mom. Hair, make-up, and flowers were all booked. No chance to make a last minute change.
Things were fine all morning, but as we approached the afternoon start time the clouds were darkening. She is already at hair & make-up. We drive to the venue to scout it out. As we drive closer it starts to rain. The closer we get the harder it rains. Upon our arrival it is raining hard. We check the weather radar on our phone and it should pass before our start time in an hour but it was going to be a mess. It is 15 minuted before start time and the rain clouds had moved on but as we walked the venue the ground was soaked.
When Morgan arrived, we greeted her as she sat in the car with a worried sick look on her face. I smiled and said, “It’s gonna be fine. We have sheets to put on the ground and umbrellas if needed. The worst thing that ‘could’ happen is that her dress may need to be cleaned before the wedding, but we would do our best to make sure that would not be necessary.”
We shot for two hours in multiple locations around the venue. It was a team effort… but when it was all a wrap, I knew we had her perfect bridal portrait. As she was preparing to head home, I asked her to promise me that she would not look at her dress when she took it off, but just hang it up and look at it the next morning.
I told you this story so because of the text I got the next day from Morgan… (with her permission, of course) …
Now I can’t share her portrait yet because her wedding is three months away and we must keep it under lock and key until that day. But what a great day! Being a Charleston wedding photographer, it is experiences like this that bring me so much joy.