As a special Valentine’s day surprise, we’re extending this amazing giveaway from Christine Doneé! Keep reading to find out more on how to enter.

To be entered to win 8 hours of wedding photography with Christine Doneé shot on beautiful film and digital, comment below with your name, email address, and wedding date and venue. Tell us about your story, wedding style, and why you think Christine would be the right photographer for your wedding. Christine will read your stories and pick the winner on February 15th, 2015. 

We have a winner- Sloane Blaire!

*The winner will get proof prints and a flash drive of your photos.

*Travel fees for Christine must be paid up front and Christine will make her own travel arrangements.

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Molly Baeverstad | Reply

We met at a marriage equality party I hosted in May of 2012. A friend of ours jokes that we’ve been talking about marriage since the day we met, and I suppose it’s true! In the flurry of hosting, I lost track of Ben before we could exchange numbers, but a few months later he walked into the co-op where I was working and applied for a job, and soon we started dating. A couple bumps in the road, some time apart, and a health scare later, we realized life was infinitely richer together.

In August Ben began a year-long internship in central Washington. Since then we’ve written dozens of letters, visited each other and spent countless hours talking over Skype. I spent the holidays in Washington with Ben and his family, and on December 30th we decided we wanted to spend our lives together.

We’ll celebrate our wedding on August 22nd, 2015 in Chelan, Washington surrounded by our closest friends and family. Chelan is a beautiful place nestled at the edge of the Cascade Mountains on the shore of Lake Chelan. The local landscape, with its soft greens, dusty golds and cool blues, has inspired our wedding aesthetic, and we hope to honor it by highlighting seasonal flowers and produce. Our reception will be held at a lovely vineyard with a spectacular view of the lake, where our guests will enjoy a delicious meal (made with produce grown on-site specifically for our wedding!) and plenty of good wine. It will be a day filled with joy, light and love!

As an artist, I am impressed with the softness and intention of Christine’s photographs, and with her mastery of natural light. I know she would gracefully capture our love and the stark beauty of of the central Washington landscape. We would be honored to have Christine to photograph our wedding!

Thank you!
Molly & Ben

Molly Baeverstad | Reply

We met at a marriage equality party I hosted in May 2012. A friend of ours jokes that we’ve been talking about marriage since the day we met, and I suppose that’s true! In the flurry of hosting, I lost track of Ben before we were able to exchange numbers, but a few months later he walked into the co-op where I was working and applied for a job, and soon we started dating. A couple bumps in the road, some time apart, and a health scare later, we realized life was infinitely richer together.

In August Ben began a year-long internship in Washington. Since then we’ve exchanged dozens of letters, visited each other, and spent countless hours talking over Skype. I spent the holidays in Washington with Ben and his family, and on December 30th we decided we wanted to spend our lives together.

We’ll celebrate our wedding on August 22nd, 2015 in Chelan, Washington surrounded by our closest family and friends. Chelan is a beautiful place, nestled at the edge of Cascade Mountains on the shore of Lake Chelan. The local landscape, with its soft greens, dusty golds and cool blues, has inspired our wedding aesthetic, and we hope to honor it by highlighting local flowers and produce. Our reception will be held at a lovely vineyard with a spectacular view of the lake, where our guests will enjoy a delicious meal (made with produce grown on-site specifically for our wedding!) and plenty of wine. It will be a day filled with joy, light and love!

As an artist, I am impressed with the scope and intention of Christine’s photographs, and with her mastery of natural light. I know Christine would elegantly capture our love and the stark beauty of the central Washington landscape. We would be honored to have Christine photograph our wedding!

Thank you!
Molly & Ben

kim | Reply

My reason for wanting to win is simple…me and my fiance are in a long distance engagement. He purposed at cenntenial park in Atlanta over Christmas break. We plan on having our wedding fall of 2016 in the acworth/ Atlanta area. Winning would bring us and our families together for our wonderful wedding. ????

Rebecca & Brett | Reply

It was our 3 year anniversary, the sun was setting on the twinkling canals of Venice, CA as boats of people singing Christmas carols joyfully glided across the water. Brett stood behind with his arms wrapped around me like a blanket between me and the crisp evening air. We stood on a bridge illuminated with dainty lights and fashioned like a pagoda when he asked the question that changed my life.

“Can I ask you a question?”

I turned towards him as he stepped away, still unaware. He bent down on one knee, with the tide pools of his eyes rising as the words came out of his mouth.

“Will you marry me?”

It was the most magical day of our lives, and one that I could have never anticipated when we met as children in Elementary school. The following is the story of how Brett and I met, how he went from being my childhood foe to my hero during the most tragic time of my life, becoming the best friend I have ever known and the absolute love of my life.

Brett and I went to a tiny little parochial school, St. Charles Borromeo, in North Hollywood, CA and were classmates from the ages of 6-13. Unlike the fairy tales of children fell in love the second they met, ours is a different story. I truly hated him, with every fibre of my being. Recently discovered diaries from my childhood document in great (and dramatic) detail the many ways he found to torment me. And no – it wasn’t because he liked me. As a ballet obsessed introvert with an eagerness to please, I was hardly the focus of his pre-pubescent affections. Like all the boys, he was always fawning over the popular girls.

Though my memories of Brett as a child largely revolve around him being annoying and having cankles, I do have one recollection of him that has always stood out. I have actually never told him this, but I remember when we were had just graduated from 8th grade, the school threw a rather awkward social dance for our class before we all ventured off to our respective high schools. Everyone came to the Parish Hall in their fancy outfits, excited to be rid of the stiff bright blue plaid polyester uniforms mandated by the school.

My mother dropped me off, and I uncomfortably walked in, immediately looking for my friends. All I saw were the popular girls ganged together at the end of the Parish Hall, with their voices screeching and yipping in excitement – a sound I still cannot stand to this day. Out of nowhere, Brett came up to me, and for the first time I thought he was really handsome – and TALL. It was like he grew up overnight. He stood in front of me for a second before he quietly told me that I looked really pretty. That was the last I saw of him for 16 years.

Fast forward to 2010, I’m living in New York and get a Facebook friend request from Brett Wilcox. He messages me and says there is a little elementary school reunion happening over the holidays. I tell him that I’ll be in town and will be there. Before I leave NY to come back, my mother warns me that she is afraid that this might be my grandmother’s last Christmas. When I finally arrive a few days later, I am heartbroken to see that my grandmother’s health is declining. I couldn’t afford to miss a single second with her so I skip the reunion to make the most of my holiday with her. A couple weeks later, I’m getting ready to return to New York the next day and I get a phone from Brett. I tell him how sorry I am sorry for bailing on the reunion. He says it’s not a big deal and understands what I am going through. He tells me about his mother’s passing 10 years prior, and that he understands how precious every second is. We talk for 3 hours, exchanging stories of our childhood, of our adulthood, hilarious things we have done, our most embarrassing moments and our biggest heartbreaks. I promise him that the next time I am in LA, that I would give him a call to meet up.

Little did I know that my return home would be much sooner than I expected. I flew back to NY the next day and immediately received a phone call from my mother. I hear her wailing; it was a cry I hadn’t heard in years. Before she even could form the words, I knew….my grandmother had a massive heart attack. I frantically searched for flights back and managed to catch the last plane out of NY before a major snow storm touched down. The journey back was a frustrating hop scotch across the country, skipping planes as airports began shutting down in preparation for the snow storm rolling in. Every landing, I scrambled for my phone to call my mother. She updated me on the grim situation. I sat in terminal after terminal barely able to breathe through my tears, begging my grandmother who was silent on the other end of the phone to hold on. 10 years earlier I had been on a plane rushing to see my beloved grandfather before he died. He died while I was in en route. The word disappointment doesn’t capture the pain of not being there for the one you love when they pass from this life.

Time was of the essence and through my hysteria I began wracking my brain trying to think of who I could get to pick me up at the airport. Every second made a difference and I didn’t want to waste a second waiting for a cab. The few friends I had in LA were out of town at the time and the only person I knew who might be able to help me was Brett. So I called him and asked him if he could pick me up from the airport and drive me to the hospital. He said “of course”.

He left work early and arrived like clockwork as I exited the terminal – with an espresso as he knew I was traveling all day. We hadn’t seen each other in 16 years, but luckily he didn’t look much different. I jumped in the car, a mess of tears and exhaustion and he sped off, getting me to the hospital. He shoo’ed me out of the car and told me to run…I got to my grandmother just seconds before she passed away. I was able to say goodbye and hold her hand as she slipped away, all because Brett was there for me.

It’s hard to describe how profound this was…my grandmother effectively raised me. I grew up living with my grandparents and mother in one house…so my bond with her was indescribable. This virtual stranger, and former tormenter, was there for me when I needed a friend the most. He was the bright point during a very dark time, supporting me and my mother through heartbreak, routinely checking in on us in the weeks after my grandmother’s death; bringing us food, taking us out, doing anything to get our minds off of things. He was truly my hero.

Before I left to go back to New York, Brett and I sat together and he confessed how much our time together meant to him. He got quiet and made a confession “I have a crush on you”. Never in my life had anyone ever said that to me. I have heard all sorts of proclamations, but none as sweet an innocent as that. We continued to stay in touch after I came back to NY. We eventually became a couple and dated long distance for almost two years until I moved back to Los Angeles in 2013. He proposed on our anniversary, in a simple, quiet and sincere way that echoed the first time he told me I was pretty at age 13 and the first time he told me he had a crush on me at age 29.

We are getting married on March 11, 2016 in Topanga Canyon at the 1909. We love the space because it feels like a home and it has stunning natural ambiance. The wedding will be small, romantic and highly personal, with only our nearest and dearest. The style will be vintage with a lot of highly curated objects and an abundance of flowers. The feel won’t be fussy, but I do want it to feel detailed and charming. Some friends we’ve both known since childhood will be there which will be amazing. Family is very important to us both and is such a huge aspect of our story, so that will be a large number of the attendees. We also intend on doing something special to honor our loved ones who will not be there; his mother, grandmother, grandfather and of course my grandmother and grandfather.

I cannot wait to marry the most magnificent man I know. We would be honored if you could capture it (particularly because we are tight on funds). We really want to have this special day to be photographed by a special photographer who is sensitive to the nuances of what they are capturing. What I love about your photography is that it is romantic, dreamy and evocative. You clearly have an eye for detail and are able to paint a picture through your photos. Great photography is so much more than clicking a button, which is why not everyone can create a beautiful picture of the same subject. Its an art form, and the photographer is the artist who understands in an instant how to balance light, shadow, form and line to create a story in a moment. We would really love to have our story captured by an artist. Thanks so much for your consideration.
Rebecca & Brett

Alyssa and Tyler | Reply

Tyler and I met in college at Washington State University where we were both studying to become teachers. We went out country swing dancing and stayed up all night talking afterwards until we were able to watch the sun rise over rolling wheat fields of the Palouse. Although I was dating someone at the time, that one night talking made me realize that there could be somebody out there who was so much better for me. We wanted all the same things out of life and had so many things in common. A few months later, we had our first date and have been inseparable (despite long distance stints) for 9 years now. We have been through it all and traveled near and far, including four cross-country road trips, and know without a doubt that we are each other’s most important partner and person for life.

When I got accepted to grad school in Georgia, Tyler followed me down a year later with a job teaching preschool and now first grade. On a trip back home this past summer, I went with his mom to one of our favorite bookstores – Powell’s. Once we entered his mom gave me a card that was the beginning of a scavenger hunt through the store chronicling our relationship. The clues sent me to the “small town” romance section where I was met by all of our friends from college where we first fell in love. When I saw my best friend who i hadn’t seen in a year I broke down crying because I also knew what was coming at the end. I made it through the countless clues and cards, meeting friends and family along the way in the travel and wedding sections. At the end, Tyler proposed with our family and friends all around and we took pictures in Powells and around Portland with the photographs couple Tyler secretly arranged to be there.

We plan on getting married in the state of Georgia that we now call home. The spring wedding next year will take place in Savannah, Georgia in front of the scenic Forsyth Park fountain on an avenue lined with trees dripping with Spanish miss. Trolleys will take our friends and family to nearby Georgia Railroad Museum where we will have an al fresco wedding reception under the stars and surrounded by aged brick ruins. Our blush and gold wedding will be an affair filled with Southern charm, low-country boil, and romantic vintage goodness. Since literature is important to us both (we did get engaged in a bookstore after all!), and I received my Masters in children’s literature, you can be sure that there will be literary elements included in our wedding. We have already begun searching for the perfect book titles to include at our tables during our antique shopping trips. We also refinished a card catalog to use as an escort table where guests will find their seating assignment on library cards according to our tables that will be named after our favorite authors.

Christine would be the perfect photographer to capture our great love for each other and our Southern wedding. Photography is of the highest priority for us, because we want these timeless photographs to capture moments and memories that will live on for us and future generations. We are really looking for a fine-art film photographer like Christine who would be able to represent our wedding in a soft, light and airy (almost magical and ethereal) manner. Our wedding location of Savannah, venues, and wedding style would really suit Christine’s approach to photography and allow it to shine and sparkle. We think it, and we, would be a perfect match just like we know we are for each other.

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