We strive for a fresh approach, a no holds barred display of emotion; we succeed. Cookie cutters? No ... just a mess of dough.
Sometimes it means stopping traffic on a town square:
Sometimes it means fibbing a bit when she asks "Are the guys being stupid?"
Sometimes it takes a pool table on the deserted upper floor of a local pub:
Of course, stealing away from the reception at sunset to explore the rooftop (location not mentioned of course, it was not publicly accessible) is a big part of it:
But mostly it is love; pure, raw, animal love:
Kacie and Steve, thank you for the wonderful evening. We apologize about where our business cards may or may not have ended up (Thank you little sis!)