Hi, my friends. You’ve see oodles of weddings at this beautiful chapel. It’s called Marty Leonard Chapel and it’s in Fort Worth – in case you’ve missed the title or just ignored it. Can I be honest? I feel in love with the chapel the second I laid eyes on it in the early 2000s. It’s magical, as I think you can tell by the images. It’s also a tough cookie to shoot. When David contacted me about wedding photography, he sort of gushed about the way that I shoot the chapel. (Aw, shucks). I, in turn, thanked him and shared every single evening ceremony that I had ever shot at the chapel. I prepared him for how quickly the sunlight becomes a distant, warm glow and how the house lights are almost like light, flickering candles once the sun sets. He was on board, and so was I.
What David did not prepare me for was how tender the ceremony would be. Performed by a friend, it was full of heart-felt anecdotes and special moments. He didn’t prepare me for how Laura would look at him during the ceremony, nor how he would look at her.
