hannah & chris

redhead beach wedding 

Life is what you make it.

The week before Hannah and Chris were to make it official a few things had gone wrong. Foam from the wildest rain and seas we have seen in some time had almost completely engulfed the venue. Key vendors were in hospital. The eastern seaboard was lashed with unprecedented amounts of rain.

That, however, was not to deter them from having one of the best god damn days of their lives. A first look at Hannahโ€™s parents beautiful home, a ride around Newcastle in an old tram, promises made in front of all those they care about and then a raucous party to top it all off.

These were the ingredients for this day. For Hannah and Chris and a bloody glorious celebration of them and the life they are building.

Enjoy

Dane

 

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