Wedding Sun

I do not know if you follow one fine day where j & rsquo; writing with hearts everywhere since September with my cop & rsquo; s Navie and Anne-so, but aujourd & rsquo; hui was made a nice article on a real talent : Firr (that n & rsquo; is other than & rsquo; author short film of my wedding).

And as I & rsquo; I want everyone sees it, I could not m & rsquo; prevent publish it here too : Video of the most moving d & rsquo; a beautiful marriage that m & rsquo; fired a tear last week. Continue reading

Marianne Taylor Photography


… 26 June 2010, j & rsquo; opens his eyes after a very short night. Having tinkered,hooked, glue, installed, tidy, laugh with friends and family, it m & rsquo; & rsquo had the respondent; order to leave the little wood to rest for the D-day. I have lying around 3 in the pink room at my grandparents where I & rsquo;'ve chatted for hours with my sister – super light.

But I'm awake, excited, not really stressed, zen. I know that everything will be alright, and the presence of all those I & rsquo; love in the family home already make me very happy.

I feel that everything will go very quickly, and I & rsquo; & rsquo tries; print every moment in my little head. I thought that to be quite insensitive to weddings, even mine, I feel that I zeroed in & rsquo; & rsquo up eye elbow, I'm already excited to & rsquo; idea of ​​finding Vianney for mayor, say yes, giving kisses to everyone, celebrate this event with all those I & rsquo; love. I was a marshmallow.

? All photos are by Marianne Taylor ?

I am against a surprisingly quiet, j & rsquo; & rsquo have the; feel that others are more stressed than me, zen and my worries. J & rsquo; imagined that I would become this “bridezilla” everyone is m & rsquo; had spoken, I would cross home belching, foaming at the mouth, seeking shoes, mascara et bouquet. Mais non, it seems that I & rsquo; took a drug, I suspect even my mother d & rsquo; have slipped a sedative in my nesquick…

We take breakfast every family, with friends on the terrace. My crassou man all of his night in the woods with his friends lil just swallow a quick coffee before heading to her parents.

It conspires softly between two slices, there is plenty to install but we didn & rsquo; not key word, No one that I & rsquo; has seen nothing, I trust them.

C & rsquo; is very moving all these friends who are here to help, I was a marshmallow I told you !

It is time to prepare: ma tante, former Chief hairdresser in the French comedy with whom I & rsquo; have made multiple repetitions of hairstyle is, roll by hand and pins between the teeth, ready to crack !

J & rsquo; d & rsquo wanted; a hairstyle that leaves me alone (I fiddle with my hair all the time when I'm nervous…), not too uptight, slight, without lacquer. Mon brief : “I want that & rsquo; we have the & rsquo; impression that j & rsquo; have been capped by ptits birds”… ha ha s it & rsquo; a good laugh, and m & rsquo; has done exactly that.

I see all my locks back, shaping my hair as a sculptor, shoot, pin, real hair Theatre, j’adore !

(Well here c & rsquo; is not finished huh hairstyle :)

Once the bun is, I ride my makeup with my sister and my cousin that happened in between Marianne and her assistant.

C & rsquo; this little owl is setting us beauty, it was so much about the day when one of us 3 get married when we were little girls. On s’échange crayon, powder, brushes laughing. I don & rsquo; have not much to do, j & rsquo; d & rsquo have a skin with a small hell care that I got to do au Shyraz a few days earlier. Trop happy :)


Marianne begins to crackle in his camera & rsquo; doorway, s and & rsquo; in their hearts and joy in the house of my grandparents with my shoes and my dress.

Meanwhile, my grandmother prepare my small bouquet with white geraniums red-rimmed. I wanted something simple and cute, a bouquet of garden flowers and I knew that & rsquo; she would be happy to concoct this to me.

bouquet de mariée

Everything starts to go very fast, everyone is ready and chatting down the runs down when I & rsquo; stairs with my ballerina dress to go put on my shoes.

I am always zen, and super excited when I get in the car of my father with my sister and her boyfriend, my mini instax hand towards the town.

Mariée robe

En route !

…to be continued


? All photos are by Marianne Taylor ?

J & rsquo; was very talkative in my last post. I do not know why but this beautiful day, the memories that I & rsquo; have the best printed are those of the morning preparations.

Arriving at the town hall, j & rsquo; started getting lost in the whirlwind of smiles, kisses and I & rsquo; have struggled to fix my attention so I & rsquo; was moved.

We had a little cheated on & rsquo; time of the ceremony on le carton d’invitation to avoid delays (Champions were among family and friends), gnarf gnarf… It's 30 °, everyone expects us quietly in a corner of & rsquo; shadow on the steps of the Town Hall.

I see that most people have played the game of my super dress code c & rsquo; s funny to see how everyone s & rsquo; coupled to it. My two grandmothers are l & rsquo; a pea, l & rsquo; another striped. Girls are mostly dressed in pea, and their men marinières or striped ties and shirts.

I am looking for my man Eye, He's there, smiling, all beautiful in his bespoke suit, in & rsquo; comfortable in his sneakers as always. Clic clac, I make a small pola !

Hardly time to do a round of kisses, we are called by the & rsquo; Deputy Mayor. Gniiiiiiiiiii this is it, I'm the one who masters but in fact I almost peed on me. Everyone rises s & rsquo; install in the pretty dining wedding the town of Rambouillet as we await with witnesses.

We climb the stairs as the first notes of all you need is love Beatles begin to resonate in the cage d & rsquo; staircase (and the first notes, c & rsquo; is Marseille). In my father's arms, I don & rsquo; lead off (and it either) so that time is moving.

The Beatles – All you need is love

On entre au moment du refrain, I was so intimidated that I hide my nose with my bouquet (Vui, When I'm intimidated, I hide my nose). Vianney m & rsquo; waiting before the big office, with that great smile that never left him.

C & rsquo; is & rsquo; time administrative speeches, reading articles. BLA bla bla… I don & rsquo; have heard NOTHING, small dunce marriage, I spent my time watching my sister who was holding crying, Vianney who was listening to 2, my parents sitting together (20 years I n & rsquo; had not seen it)…

J & rsquo; waiting my turn to say yes.

What I & rsquo; did in a small almost inaudible cry escape leaving a tear. La loose, beside me Vianney always notable progress. D & rsquo; as much as j & rsquo; have struggled to put his alliance, bravo !

And this ugly Deputy mayor who wanted to let us go without a kiss. J & rsquo; heard rumbling in the ranks, there was no question that & rsquo; n & rsquo it; not kiss the bride (yes I know we don & rsquo; was not in & rsquo; but even church).

And bam ! Non mais Oh !

There you go, we were married. It flies the town, barely 20 minutes and pfiouuuu c & rsquo; was completed. C & rsquo; s funny d & rsquo; be a little leading roles time d & rsquo; day, all these people who come to congratulate you…

J & rsquo; took a few minutes to immortalize myself the room of the Town Hall with my instax, and was spun out to be sprayed soap bubbles.


Yeah we like being kisses :)

…to be continued