A destination wedding in Greve in Chianti, Italy.
Holly & Cole got married a few weeks ago in Greve in Chianti, Italy. This wedding was close to my heart, as Cole is my boyfriend’s brother and I’ve known these two for a few years now. They’re kind & generous, they’re funny & smart, they’re the kind of people who make you want to travel 5,500 miles for their wedding, though not everyone could. For those of us who got to be there in person, their wedding day was stunning, personal, and intimate—one I’ll be thinking about for years to come.
Villa Benedetta was our glorious home for the week. Every night was a late night (sometimes all night) party with flowwwwing wine...the best consequence of vacationing with 18 people who love to talk, eat, drink, and dance. The villa overlooked vineyards and groves of olive trees and was built 200 years ago by a wine producing family in the area. It seemed to be an endless labyrinth of rooms and hallways and every noise echoed because of the high ceilings. The wedding ceremony was held on the lawn and the reception in the courtyard. We went on lots of different little adventures to town, to Florence, and to the hillsides, and we also took lots of time to just relax and enjoy the villa that felt like it was straight from a dream.
It’s a special thing, I think, to be with a group of people and it just clicks. Most of the women in this group have known each other since middle or high school, most of the men’s friendships span longer than a decade. We got to spend 5 days together talking, drinking, dancing, eating, and exploring and I’d love to do it all over again, anytime, anyplace.
Francesca, the chef, cooked for us two nights in a row. The first night, pizza party! Each dough rolled out one at a time with the perfect mix of roasted veggies, meats, cheeses, and herbs and fired in her outdoor oven. We stood around her station for hours watching, chatting, and eating. The second night, the wedding dinner, was a true Tuscan feast. Olive bread, salad, crispy meatballs in red sauce, risotto with taleggio cheese, and a final course of wild boar with roasted potatoes. She told us how the wild boar had been killed just two days ago, for this meal. Every ingredient fresh, local, and delicious and every bite a celebration of Tuscany and it’s culinary history. Each course was punctuated by a toast from a friend or family member.
Cole's mom read this beautiful poem as her toast at the wedding dinner...
The Newlywed Acrobats, by James Galvin
Even though he is in church, the groom's long yellow hair lilts in a slight breeze from the sacristy.
He sports gold sequined tights and
The bride is decked out in a gold bikini.
Her breasts are
Her smile is, well, blinding.
He flips the wedding ring
High into the air like a florin.
She spears it (did you guess?) on her
The priest juggles chalices as they kiss.
roars joyously as she cartwheels down the aisle.
The groom does
back handsprings and sticks a double flip at the door.
On the steps,
an avalanche of confetti.
Clowns are shot from canons to the
right and to the left.
On golden ropes the couple swings into the
waiting limo, which looks like a gold coffin being sawed in two and appears to split in half as it disappears.
There happens to be a
trampoline in front of the hotel.
They spring each other higher and
higher and scarily higher until he vaults into a fourth floor window
and she follows like a comet's tail.
The bridal suite is golden with
smoke and mirrors everywhere.
A trapeze over the bed lolls back
So many options for the finale!
A lifetime of
They look deeply into each other's eyes, his bleary, hers
fierce with determination.
She says, "you're not gonna believe this
This wedding truly felt like a dream come to life, and I was elated to be the photographer. Holly & Cole, congratulations on your new adventure!
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