From rock climbing, trapeze-swinging, sand-jumping, and over-the-shoulder throwing, we had it all. But what else would you expect from a couple that knew each other for a month before moving in together, explored countries together, and sold everything to move across the continent and start a new life together?
Darren and I met in April, 2010. We had moved in together within a month and traveled to 5 countries by 5 months. I don’t think you ever fully understand a person’s personality or habits until you’ve lived and traveled together so we got that part out of the way quickly. Our adventures in Costa Rica proved his wild side; our journey through Nicaragua showed his love and commitment; our day cruise to the Bahamas exhibited his free-spirit; and our struggles with overheating in Florida were a testament to his patience. It didn’t take long to realize that I had met someone with a similar attitude toward life and I thrived on his love.
Living in a dream location was the only missing piece to our puzzle of a perfect life. Discussing ideal living locations was one thing, but actually moving was another. A job offer in southern California, our top pick from any place around the world, was the match that sparked our cross-continent move. Within two weeks, we had sold our house and almost everything in it, drove across the US, and landed at our new home in Orange County, California. Our intense journey proved that getting married wasn’t something to worry about, rather something to embrace head-on like everything else thus far in our lives as a couple.
We had found love and happiness within it. A destination wedding fit our lives to a tee so our family joined us at Breezes Trelawny in Jamaica while we tied the knot.
The thought of running down the isle, which was the beach, crossed my mind but I settled for dancing my way to my soon-to-be husband.
After a relaxed, easy-going ceremony, we made our way up the beach for some action shots and ridiculous poses.
Our first stop was the rock climbing wall where I hiked up my dress and raced Darren to the top. It was a good idea to wear my bathing suit under my dress because I was ready for adventure at new heights.
Jump shots on the beach followed rock climbing and our bridal party joined in. The “bad” or “off” shots brought us to tears with laughter. Onlookers joined with laughter as we jumped, kicked, and wiggled our way to the perfect shot.
We saved the trapeze for the end just in case something went wrong. I might have been a little upset if I ruined my dress before getting any photos. I strapped on the harness all the same and climbed the steps to the platform. My dress looked similar to a diaper while I cautiously found each step with my toes but the reward of swinging high above the resort on my special day was worth the embarrassment of getting to the top.
Making our wedding day pictures fit our life was a memorable venture. A wedding should be about the bride and groom. It should be fun and exciting and include little pieces of each of you. We made sure our wedding was our fairy tale.