Moira’s home and family farm that she grew up on is almost identical to the home I grew up except the total opposite. WHHHHAT is happening at this wedding!?! I’m just going to let the photographs do the explaining because I can’t even find the words. Here are some highlights, though: horse drawn carriage to take guests from their horse field to their front yard….cocktail hour around their pool… lawn games on the front yard…large tent wedding pitched on their grass tennis court (not the clay one)….ceremony under perfect skies despite the forecast that called for pouring rain… the most gorgeous home and grounds you can possibly dream up… and MOST importantly…Moira and Tom. These two human beings straight-up struck genetic GOLD. They both went to Harvard, they’re sortof good looking..I guess, they’re each approximately 9 feet tall, they are soooo so so so nice and humble and quiet and kind, he’s training to be a doctor, they’re both star tennis players, and holy shit they are from the nicest families everrrrr. These people only exist to remind the rest of us that we actually kindof suck. Fine with me. As long as they hire us to point our cameras at them.
See for yourselves. This was one of our favorite weddings of all time. Love you guys. Good luck out there.