When it all comes down to it... when you're old and reminiscing on the "good ole days" with your equally wrinkled (but still smoking hot) babe by your side, pictures are the only thing you'll have to look back on and share for generations to come. I can think of no better gift than captured moments in time and this is what has really sparked my love for what I do. If you are looking for artistry and adventure, look no further.
Looking for a photographer to capture your barefoot-wind-in-your-hair kind of love?
explore photography services
Hi, I’m Alyson: the gal behind the lens! Oh, and I’m also the lucky one who gets to capture your love story! At a young age, I initially fell in love with photography as an art form for self-expression, and over the years my love for photography has morphed into the ultimate storytelling tool.
April 29, 2021
This wedding blog is a special one as it’s the story of when my big sister got married in the mountains. It really does hit you differently when its your own family– when its your father shedding a tear and your mom, stoic and reserved and filled with too many emotions to put into words. I’ve photographed hundreds of weddings now but this one was a true whirlwind of beautiful emotions.
Hailey and Davis’s love story started in Africa where they met in the Peace Corps 2 years ago. I remember the first spotty Whatsapp call I got from her telling me she met this cute blonde guy at orientation who really loves birds. They were timid at first and their villages were a good full days trek apart but as the months went on, I received message after message that revealed how kind and supporting and calming Davis was to her.
Two years later and back in the states, they found theirselves living in Fort Collins, CO as Hailey decided to attend Grad school. If two people were ever made for a state, Hailey and Davis were MADE for Colorado. So it made sense when they got engaged and she called me up and talked of a winter wedding in the Rockies.
They said their vows as the snow fell every so lightly– as if caught in a magical snow globe– with our closest family and friends surrounding them. It was simple and effortless and full of so much joy. We came back to the cabin afterwards and ate dinner and had cake and watched as the snow began to fall heavily, bodies warmed by the fire and the excitement of our newly blended families.