I received a frantic call on a Friday night that the photographer for a friend of a friend of a friend’s wedding canceled and the wedding was the NEXT DAY and could I please, please, please fill in?
By saying yes, I walked into the strangest, most delightful wedding of all time.
This El Salvadorean/Mexican wedding served the best food, played killer music and had me practicing my Spanish again.
But to top it off, the bride showed up THREE HOURS LATE. Yes, three hours. We even ate before she arrived. Oh, yeah, and she was three hours late for the ceremony—photos were supposed to happen two hours before that, so technically our bride was FIVE hours late.
I should have been upset, but it was just so strange and so funny and so delicious.