Kat seated on a chair in the gallery hallway, her gown and veil spread across the floor at The Doctor’s House
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Kat & Elan

Vows in a little white chapel in Kleinburg, dark beams and chandeliers overhead.

Her vow book, Chanel No. 5, and the ring on white marble The dress hanging in the gallery hallway, framed art down the wall A bridesmaid lacing Kat into her gown
Adjusting the gown at the window Kat fastening an earring
A quiet moment before the day begins Her hands at the neckline, the sleeves off the shoulder Kat in the bright hallway, the gown trailing Looking down, a last still moment Walking the length of the hall, the train behind her His jacket on the hanger by the window The lining and his monogram A groomsman with the cufflinks at the window Elan before the day begins The tie and tie bar Elan and the shiba inu, mid-morning A drink against the white wall Ready — the morning winding down
The first look — Kat coming up the path Kat in her gown and veil, framed in a doorway By the stone fountain, autumn florals behind them A dip at the fountain Reading the letters they wrote each other The veil catching the wind at the fountain
The little white chapel The aisle, dark beams and chandeliers overhead
Kat down the aisle with her parents Elan at the altar, watching her come
Vows under the chandeliers The chapel full, dusty pink in the pews The vows Married — stepping back down the aisle
The full wedding party — dusty pink and black tie
The groomsmen The bridesmaids and Kat
In the gazebo A turn inside the gazebo
Along the white wall A portrait, Elan holding her bouquet Foreheads together An embrace against the white wall
The blue convertible The veil, mid-sweep
Walking back together Kat against the convertible Elan at the wheel The convertible against the green
The room, greenery running the length of the head table
The head table Set and waiting
The grand entrance Kat, arms up, coming in Into the first dance The floor opening up A kiss as the music starts The room filling up
The marquee letters after dark Glowing letters, the two of them By the letters On the staircase — the night’s quietest frame Back on the floor Cutting the cake under the chandelier The floor stayed full