A Night to Remember


So I’ve posted a bunch of pictures of my recent trip to Miami in the past few days without really going into why I was there in the first place.  Obviously this wasn’t a sweat-my-ass-off-in-a-power plant trip, this was more of a go-see-my-best-friend-get-married kind of trip.  My homies James, who, if my memory serves me, I’ve known since the seventh grade, and his fiance (well, wife) Kristin, who I’ve known since my freshman year at CU, got married in a stupid-pretty ceremony right on the beach in Key Biscayne, Florida.  And I seriously, legitimately could not be happier for either one of them.

Now I’m pretty sure one has to say this about the wedding one just attended, and I don’t really like saying it on account of I just don’t think it does them justice.  These two are perfect for each other.  As I mentioned, I’ve known James since before I had to shave, and both he and Kristin had the misfortune of being my roommate for two years a piece.  I know both of them pretty damn well, and I can say without a shadow of a doubt that I know this one’s gonna work.

James and Kristin became fast friends as soon as we all started our freshman year at the University of Colorado.  I lived with Kristin and one of her friends for my sophomore and junior years, and then with James for my senior year and my victory lap.  A couple of years after we all graduated, when James told me their relationship had turned romantic, I was skeptical at best.  I guess I had James and Kristin too deeply ingrained in my noggin as besties to envision them as a couple, and for whatever reason, didn’t really give it much of a chance.

For those of you who don’t know, and who have never clicked on The Found Gen link to your right, James and Kristin spent a year living in Argentina together.  That’s ridiculous.  They embarked on this little trip not long after they started dating, and I remember telling James what a terrible idea that was, and how I was just certain it wouldn’t end well.  I’ve had some experience trying to make it in a foreign country, and it’s stressful.  Like give-you-an-ulcer stressful.  And I thought that a new couple inserting themselves into this situation was a huge mistake.

Then I cashed in some frequent flier miles and went down to Buenos Ares to visit them.

And here's what I found.

It took me about a day to realize that I was wrong.  Really, really wrong.  These two were getting married.  They were stupid in love with one another.  They finished each other’s thoughts, watched each other’s backs, and were happy just because the other was there.  I knew immediately that this friendship had turned into something more; something amazing, and if it could withstand a year in a tiny apartment in a foreign country, it would certainly withstand any future trials and tribulations.

I realize this sounds cheesy as hell, and well, it should.  This story has no place outside of an Oxygen made-for-TV movie, but James and Kristin are living it, and I couldn’t be happier for either one of them…

It was an honor and a privilege to be at the ceremony that made all this official, and the wedding itself was just as beautiful as their cheesy-ass love story and the self-written vows they exchanged….  Have a look.

I guess that's kind of a pretty place to exchange your vows.

Really pretty evening.

A happy bride and her happy parents.

Awww... Love the look on Kristin's face.

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The first dance.

Kristin and her stepfather.

James and his mother.

Little kiddos having fun.

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This lil dude was awesome. Dancing his butt off while double-fisting some bread.

Awesome. You're a bad-ass Kristin.

Kristin's parents rocking out.

Hahahaha, he stepped on her toe....

The Cheyenne Mountain High School gang Kristin unwittingly married into.

And lastly, the happy couple. Hey guys, you got a little chocolate on your face.

From the bottom of my heart, congrats guys.  Enjoy it.  Can’t wait to see you both again.

-B. Littleton

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5 responses to “A Night to Remember

  1. B–You are, honestly, the best. This is the sweetest thing ever. And we wouldn’t have had it any other way–you being there was amazing and so much fun. If only those frequent flyer miles could bring you down here more often. We miss you.

  2. I like how you made the bridal pavilion the header. Can you do that in every post?

    The bridal pavilion with the ocean in the background is such an iconic scene. That one shot, even with no one in it, is instantly recognizable as the photographic symbol of James and Kristin’s wedding.

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