but at the center of it all, Blaine & Owen—never not smiling. exchanging glances. fitting one into the other. promising for all time.

and they bought a house and there is light in every corner.

an afternoon at Lovely is always a good time.

the week before she wed jacob in santa fe, we took a few bridals in their first home together.

so much change.

and now sarah and eduardo and their words embedded in the bricks of jackson square.

full sun, full summer, high sun, high summer—she slid into his DMs and here we are.

you can meet them in person or see a photo of them in matching onesies and know they are a perfect pair through and through. their shapes fitted together. hands and feet and arms that move together.

crossing oceans and lands to approach this moment with steadfastness and certainty.

her wild red hair, his long steps. the gentleness between them. the years that led to this.

listening to jordan’s mother speak to the character of them both. watching them lose their minds over t swifts “22” being played.

agreements made by deep blue sea, between here and Canada—everything magnified in the late summer sun. the lighthouse a sign for all time. dancing in lavender fields under a heavy lidded sky. and when they left you could hear the cheers from the trolley a mile down the road as the sound filled the coolness of the night.