Matt and Thuy’s wedding was, at its heart, a day at home. They got ready in their own house in Saint Paul and said their private vows there, married in the quiet green of the Como Conservatory, and ended the night under tents in their own backyard, surrounded by their closest friends and family. In between, just the two of them stopped at Mickey’s Diner for portraits and a Coke with two straws.
Nothing about the day was rushed. Their son Oliver moved through all of it, passed from arms to arms, the center of a family gathered close. And Thuy’s father, who passed away not long after Oliver was born, was present in the details, in small tributes and quiet nods woven through the day, never announced, just there.
They asked for film alongside digital, and the film is where the day lives: warm, unhurried, and sentimental, the way it felt.
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