Okay, so the heading could be from a news website… It’s sensationalising the facts just a little. There was no jungle and there was no ghetto. However the ceremony was held at the picturesque Garden Club in Brisbane’s Botanical Gardens and the reception followed on at The Russian Club situated in Woolloongabba’s industrial heart. Jungle-ish to ghetto-ish might be a better description.
Before the wedding I told Ariane and Adam about my dream of a wedding so full of belly laughs that someone throws up from cackling so hard… Although no one vomited, there was an absolute avalanche of laughter. Throw in two beautiful souls, some communal DIY, a trip to the skate park, a little loitering in dirty alleyways and you get one beautiful day.
A big thanks to my main man, Phil for shooting with me.