washington lovin (part 1)

We met at 8 years old (that's 15 years ago for those of you who don't feel like add-subtracti-divi-plying).At around 13 or 14, we made a vow to each other that we would be in each other's weddings. All we needed was the guys. Her fairytale came true on August 13, 2011, and I couldn't have been more honored to be standing next to her while it did.

She got married in our hometown of Poulsbo, WA... so what better excuse to ditch California life for ten days and head Northwest?

Meleah's big brother and Grandma. I just love the expression on her face when she looks up at him.

I took a quick adventure down to the water with the most unlike group consisting of big brother, wife, cousins, and college roommate.

There are so many reasons why Washington will always be first in my heart.

Then, to top off a classy evening... I blindfolded, earplugged/earmuffed the bride-to-be, tossed her in my Jeep, and took off an a bachelorette adventure.

The adventure ended at my house, which, get this... she recognized not by the 500 foot driveway or steep uphill incline, but the smell.

The rest of the photos are, of course, under lock and key.