A beautiful Minnesota wedding.  One flawless bride, one happy groom, one sweet ring bearer and lots of love.  The sun shared it's rays with us in between puffy clouds.  The bride was glowing in pink . . . lipstick that is . . . the only accessory that matters on a day full of kisses.

Just so we're clear, I always look like I do in the above photo.  Throughout the summer I was able to effortlessly get rid of the sports-bra tan lines and the extra baby weight (three years later).  No, truthfully, the only thing that came without struggle for my "wedding look" was my hair, which is hopelessly straight and I have finally reached a place of acceptance with that.