Krystie and Vinnie’s wedding album came in yesterday, and I almost wanted to keep it to myself! Much like the way Kealoha wanted to keep a canvas print once.
I love albums because they tell a story. A more complete story than just a pile of photos. If a picture is worth a thousand words, how many words do you think an album is worth?
Looking through their album made me feel like I was there again, at Halekulani Hotel, hearing Krystie’s mom tell the story of how she used to be a tomboy and would not share her He-Man toys with her sister; hearing everyone at the reception say they were fighting back tears during the ceremony; listening to the room erupt in laughter as George, the best man, related stories of his and Vinnie’s escapades…
Photos can be so powerful, can’t they? They’re like little time machines, taking us back to the past and allowing us to re-live moments we sometimes easily forget.
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