Let’s boil it down to the essentials...

I wear barefoot shoes (if I wear shoes at all), I rock a gnarly mustache, and I find just as much delight in a $7 pour over as I do in a 79 cent cup of gas station coffee. I use the energy from that dirty joe to wrangle three forest children who fill my house with mud and sticks, and my heart with happiness. A portion of that energy is also used to hang out with Queen Mama. We’re friends and lovers who plan adventures, write musicals, balance budgets, and carry all those mud and sticks from the living room back to the yard. I siphon off another chunk of that energy to do the work I love: telling stories. I’ve been telling stories since I was filling my mother’s house with muddy sticks of my own.

Some of my first stories were written in crayon and those scented markers that almost certainly weren’t good for a 7-year-old to be smelling all day. Then I started writing songs, which are just stories you can snap your fingers to. Then I started writing papers for professors who wanted to hear stories about history and psychologists. I often had to come up with stories about why those papers weren’t turned in on time. Most of my stories now are told around campfires, kitchen tables, or snuggled up in bed with the fam. But some of my favorite stories to tell are about the wild adventure of love.

There’s a moment at the end of every wedding day—after you’ve spent hours getting ready with your favorite people, after the vows and the wild dance floor and the best kind of chaos—when it all finally slows down. You collapse into a chair, or onto a bed, or maybe just the nearest patch of floor. You kick off your heels, or flats, or hiking boots. You loosen your tie or toss it in a corner (or neatly hang it up if you’re that kind of person). You shake the dust, confetti, or beach sand from your dress. And you look at each other like, “Wait… did we just get married?”

And even though the whole day feels like a blur, the answer is yes. You did.

In the days and weeks that follow, you’ll trade favorite moments, scroll through photos, and hear stories from the people who love you. Then one day, you’ll open your inbox and see a message from us: “Your Wedding Film is Ready!!”

You’ll pause. You’ll freak out (in the best way). You’ll debate whether to wait for your partner or just hit play (seriously, wait). And when you do, you’ll see every little moment again—some you remember vividly, some you forgot, and some you never even saw.

That’s why we do what we do. To give you a way back into the whirlwind. So you can relive it—not just once, but over and over again.