In June, Brandon and I went to the wedding of one of my old assistant managers. As it happened to be, it was a same-sex wedding – first I’ve been to, first I’ve been invited to. Brandon was a bit iffy – he was fine going to the wedding, as we were both friends with Nicole and her fiancée, Angela, is awesome (and has the cutest smile), but he was still unsure about the whole gay marriage thing.
But, going to the wedding, he changed his mind. It was a wedding, just like any other, except both parties were wearing dresses. There were still vows, there was still (some form of) cake, there were favors, there was alcohol, there was dancing … and most importantly, there was love.
Here are my pictures from that day.
Chairlift at Granby Ranch to the wedding site.
Columbine up near the site.
View from the top.
Brandon and I up at the site.
Couple. (Nicole on the left, Angela on the right)
Photographer attempting to get a shot of those assembled … and I do mean attempting.
A former coworker, Nicole, with her fiancé Chris and their son Breck.
Sign up at the top of the mountain.
Bow on the present we brought.
Unity sand they made with their families.
The brides are announced into the room.
Dinner from the buffet.