Maine & NH Wedding Photographer // The Blur and the Sparks – How Weddings Live on in the Little Things

Let’s be real for a sec—your wedding day is going to fly by like your drunk uncle on the dance floor at 10 p.m. One second you’re zipping up your dress or tightening your tie, and the next, you’re wondering if you even got a chance to eat the cake. Everyone tells you it’ll be a blur, and guess what? They’re absolutely right.

But here’s the thing they don’t always tell you: while the day may feel like it passed in a heartbeat, it’s the tiniest, strangest, most unexpected moments that’ll stick with you like glitter after a bachelorette party.

You might forget the exact wording of your vows (hopefully, someone filmed them), but you’ll remember how your partner’s hands shook just a little when they held yours. You might totally blank on who gave a speech first, but you’ll remember your best friend nearly crying into their champagne glass while trying to keep it together. You’ll forget what song was playing during dinner, but the way your grandma grabbed your hand during it? That stays. Forever.

It’s the little things.

Like running into your third cousin twice removed in the bathroom line, who low-key gave you the best pep talk of the day.

Like the exact taste of those late-night sliders you didn’t think you’d even get a chance to eat but ended up demolishing at 11:47 p.m. in full wedding attire like a hero.

Like the random flower that fell out of your bouquet and landed perfectly in your flower girl’s hair (that no one planned but looked straight out of a magazine).

Like catching your mom’s face when she saw you for the first time. Or your partner nervously adjusting their outfit 50 times before walking down the aisle.

Like the quiet second you got alone in a hallway while everyone else was partying, and you just breathed—took it all in, and thought: holy shit, this is really happening.

You don’t remember the timeline.

You remember the texture. The flavor. The vibe.

So if you’re planning your wedding, here’s a little advice from someone who’s seen it all through a camera lens: stop trying to memorize the itinerary. Let it be a little messy. Let it be loud and fast and emotional and chaotic. Take the deep breaths. Sneak away for a moment with your person. Hug the people you haven’t hugged enough. Eat the damn cake—and the fries. Dance. Sweat. Cry if you want to.

Because years from now, when someone says “remember your wedding?”—you won’t recite a play-by-play. You’ll say,

“Oh my god, yes. Remember when Uncle Mike started doing the worm? And when we ran out of forks so everyone ate cake with their hands? And that weird sparkling wine that tasted like Capri Sun? Best. Freaking. Day.”

It’s all a blur…

but oh man, it’s the best kind of blur—full of sparks.

Want your wedding day captured in all its chaotic, emotional, sweaty, beautiful glory? I got you.

Let’s tell your story—the way you’ll actually remember it.