fissy loves blaise

A couple of things about Fisayo & Blaise: first, I think Fissy is the best.nickname.ever. I want people to start calling me Fissy. When I first met Blaise, I called him “Blaisey.” I wonder if he remembers that. Ok, so I don’t always make so good with the non-WASP names, but I’m trying.

Fisayo & Blaise were my first wedding of the year; I’d been spending the first part of the year booked with portraits and other commercial shoots. And man, did they they give me a workout. You know it’s a good wedding when–halfway through–your photographer has to change her clothes in the car. This was more than a wedding, it was like a UN party. The costumes, the traditions, the mix of American & African, it was a visual, aural and photographic feast.

It’s funny; as a photographer I witness so many different types of weddings. From playing-it-straight Mass to on-the-beach barefoot. At the time I’m shooting, I don’t really think about this; but at the end of the year, I’ll look back and think of all the different family & cultural traditions (and quirks) that I’ve seen and been a part of, and I’m telling you, it’s a gas. It’s better than the National Geographic channel.

So back to Fissy & Blaise. So adorable. So generous with the love; so not “all about me.” I think they can now take credit for rewriting that phrase made famous by Hilary Clinton: “It takes a village to put on a wedding.”

Guys (I’m speaking to you newlyweds here); it was an honor; it was a workout; it was fun and it was just lovely. Let’s do it again next year!