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Deja & Brandon.......What Is That? Velvet? :)

Whole world.....Deja & Brandon.  Deja & Brandon.......The Whole World!  Now that we've gotten the introductions out of the way I'd say it was way past time that I get to giving you fine readers a rundown on one of the most in tune couples that I've ever had the great pleasure of working with!

I'm going to omit the fact that it was yet another blistering hot day.  As well as the overall lack of common sense being utilized by local or as of yet, unidentified non-local motorists in and around the city of New Orleans that day.  Also, the ridiculously over bearing, chest swelling idiocy of the parking lot supervisors who instructed me to proceed into the line of traffic from which I sat, seething with rage, even after I told him that I was there to photograph a wedding.  Luckily my fellow photographer, Trent Spann, was Johnny on the spot to pick up any slack on my part.  Yep!  We won't dwell on those day of irritations that we have no control over.  Instead, I can focus on everything that went right, which was a whole helluva lot!

Despite the dual temple massaging on my part towards my fellow humans that day I was treated to a positive couple and their fantastic friends and family.  From the time I met up with Deja at Hotel Mazarin, to our time spent at The Pavilion of Two Sisters in City Park and back downtown for Deja & Brandon's epic second line, all of the outside irritations were less than foot notes on an overall kick ass wedding.  I can rest assured that if and when these two decide to have kids that those kids won't fall into the pool of knuckleheads that I had to deal with that day.

You might think reading this that I allowed those interactions to overshadow the most important aspect of the day, which was to ensure that these two had a stellar experience.  To which I would like to add two points of emphasis : 1. I promise you I'm not bitter and 2.  If you really think that then I naturally must assume you were one of many afore mentioned knuckleheads and I request that you stop annoying your fellow man.

Many thanks to Deja & Brandon!  It was a delight to document your big day!  

Cheers,

Titus

VENDORS : Brass Band - Kinfolk Brass Band

Coordinators/Planners -  Unique Weddings & Events

Hotel - Hotel Mazarin

Ceremony Location - The Pavilion of Two Sisters, City Park

 

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Lisa & Greg....We Now Return to Your Wedding Already in Progress on the Sun!

Whole World....Meet Lisa & Greg!  Lisa & Greg.....The Whole World!  Let's just bypass all the sweet innocent compliments and pleasantries because this couple, my stalwart and dedicated blog aficionado's, are the coolest cats and down to earth knuckleheads I've met in a long time and quite frankly, they're so much fun I seriously believe they'd be more comfortable if I sat here and busted their chops as opposed to the kissy kissy fluffy bunny flag waving descriptions that I had ready about them for this blog.

Nope!  Considering the first time that I met Lisa & Greg at Mojo coffee, the three of us were blah, blah, blah-ing away.  Going through the specific details of start times, locations and making sure their photographer was properly weened off his whiskey for the week as to ensure his prompt and well groomed appearance at Hotel Mazarin.  Yes it was a lengthy and in depth chat.  The kind of chat that shared a few laughs but also we all proved that we weren't afraid to touch on the big ticket life items.  Such as our common love for the group of gypsy punks commonly known as Gogol Bordello. For those of you keeping score at home that would bethe name of a band.  A very loud, energetic and sweaty band at that.  Which almost on cue I had realized whilst sipping my 1000 degree hot latte outside chatting with my cool as cucumbers new clients, whom the two of were positioned oh so gently under an overhang with plenty of shade.  It was their comfort that immediately sparked my receptors into realizing I had been sitting directly under the blazing hot morning sun and now to accompany B.O.B(bright orange ball) I had been slowly trying to raise my core temperature to that of molten lava to balance my sizzling egg cooking five-head.

It was a good chuckle. At least for Lisa and Greg it was.  Now I must admit I usually connect easily with people who can't pass up the opportunity to giggle at the irritating misfortunes of others even if they're laughing at yours truly.  It was all in good fun but the great and powerful mystic of mischief and misery in the sky isn't without a sense of humor.  Fast forward to the October wedding day of my pals who also happen to be two of the clearly capable cleaner-uppers into fancy attire that I have yet to witness.  That means they both looked dope people!  Keep Up!  Any who, back to the sense of humor statement  and why it ties into my extremely weak story.  You know what, here's the cliff's notes version y'all,  You heard me say it was October.  You heard the coffee story? Right!  Ok well holy flipping October reading of Dante's habanero  Inferno hell was it about as hot as you could possibly think a day to be when over a massive portion of the good earth humans were enjoying a cool breeze and leaves changing colors.  Thankfully for all of us  Greg and Lisa had an outdoor ceremony, ;) but in good fashion it was over and done with quickly but not so quick that their vows were any less poignant.  Now brothers and sisters I will say I really did enjoy the intimacy of their wedding which short and sweet.  As it was, it started making several people leak from the eyes, however there was no damn way I could've told the difference between their sweat or their tears so we just kept on rolling along.

When the day of fun and fever blisters neared the end I couldn't have felt better about the amazing shots we got of Lisa & Greg.  Fortune smiled one last time for us in the way of cooling off a bit enough to sweat a normal amount during the kick ass second line to Pat O's.  My new friends, being the kind and gentle souls they are graciously invited me in for drinks but I couldn't help but notice that my blood type at that particular moment was mostly Sand Positive so one drink would've sucked up the last morsel of moisture clinging to my love handles.  I took this time to fade off graciously down the center of Saint Peter street.  It wasn't a half bad attempt at imitating an old cowboy movie as our hero walks off into the unknown and just like in those old movies I strolled down the darkened road littered with the littered snoring bloated bags of twenty somethings sleeping in their own sick as well as cheers of HEY GIRL!!   Ah, the classics never get old.   Lisa & Greg, thank you so much for your uplifting spirits!  I had a great time!  Y'all are aces!  See you at the next Gogol Bordello show!

Cheers,

Titus

Contributing Vendors : 

Hotel Mazarin   

 New Orleans Pharmacy Museum

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Amanda & Terry..."A Golden Meadow Wedding", or how to navigate a wedding amidst hundreds of drunk men and women in red dresses!

Do you remember that epic 80's jam by Whitesnake Here I Go Again?  Maybe it'll help to remember the visual of the epically super hot red head, Tawny Kitaen, take a moment to mock her name(like seriously, neither her first or last names are names of any kind.  They are made up hollywood drivel).  Anywho, the reason I bring up that classic car wax commercial based jam is because for the first time ever I want you to read a part of my blog to the melody of Here I Go Again.  So a little bit like, Here I Go again, to blog alone,  when was the last time I Blogged I do not know!  Like a slacker idiot I procrastinate alone.  Busy wedding season fries my dome!  But oh well, like Bob Eucker says, Ah who the hell cares! No bodies listening anyways!

Oh yeah, so on another memory refresh or what I like to call hey jackass show people your work,  I had the great pleasure of tagging along with my pals Terry and Amanda for a blistering warm August ceremony.  Let me tell you something,  I immediately liked Amanda.  Mainly because I believe most folks, especially wedding photographers who have to carry heavy ass equipment around in the blistering heat, will look you dead in the eye and say I'd rather not pay rent this month then suffer outdoor labor in August in New Orleans.  I mean seriously we might as well summer on the Sun for god sakes.  Which leads me back to my boss Bride, Amanda, who I could tell upon one look that this girl is tough.  She carries herself as if to say to hell with it!  If I'm suffering everyone is suffering with me and this way we will also weed out the weak ones which in turn leaves her much more space on stage to shred Rolling on the River, by Tina Turner.

I admire Amanda and Terry for their success in this crazy fish bowl we live in and I can tell they are headed towards a bright future.  A way more less decaying and withering future and appearance the that which is now Tawny Kitaen who looks just dreadful.  I mean seriously I just can't believe its the same person.  Her picture should be put on packs of cigarettes to warn people of the dangers of drugs, alcohol and dating rock stars.  Ok this blog seemed  a bit  spiteful.  But I honestly cannot apologize.  My head is still cooked from working outside in this hot ass state so just give me this one.

Terry and Amanda your wedding rocked!  Never do I believe I can cram as much content into a five hour wedding day as I did for you two.  Fear not  though.  You were both completely worth the effort.  Oh and New Orleans had its annual Red Dress Run during Amanda and Terry's big day. Those knuckleheads wear dresses.  In the heat.  And then they run.  And then drink alcohol all day.  And I thought my head was cooked!  Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Cheers,

Titus

Contributing Vendors : 

Event Coordinators : Bella Deux     

Reception : The Republic Nola

Videographers : AJM MEDIA

Transportation : Alert Transportation

Ceremony : Holy Name Of Jesus

The Band : DPlay

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Rub Some Funk On It! - Funky Tucks & Funky Fox

About five or so years back I was asked by my pal,boss, co-worker and resident funky photographer Doug Keese to hang out on along the parade route and document his funk-tastic wife, Cheyanne, and her very first ride on the Funky Tucks/Funky Fox float which of course is one of the many floats that makes up the Mother Funking Krewe of Tucks.  Like any other Mardis Gras Douglas and I started dipping into the Crown and cokes funking heavy and he asked me if I'd also show up the day before his ride and document the ceremonial Second Line that the Krewe does every year the day before they ride.  I'm not sure if my response was a resounding yes or no but most likely my answer echoed the pitch of a Velociraptor dry heaving into a metal trash can.  

Either way I graciously accepted his funky offer and the rest is history.  Over the last five years I find myself documenting some of the most gracious, funny, and beautiful funky guys and gals that this poor funk has ever had the great pleasure of knowing.  From the funkalicious cage girls shaking their funk trunks.  To the droves of tourists and funky locals lined up and down bourbon street.  To the fabulous staff and atmosphere at the funking amazing Broussards, where we say funk it and finally get inside for some air conditioning.  The Funky Tucks and Funky Foxes know how to step it out and lay the funk down on their annual second line.

Being a transplant to New Orleans I will never be as rooted in the traditions or culture that are so vast but one thing I will say until the day that I die is that I've never been a part of or near a second line, brass band and all, that didn't make me wanna dance, smile and funk it up!  Many thanks to my funk soul brother and sister Doug and Cheyanne for letting me a part of this funk tastic voyage over the last few years.  To the rest of you funky brilliant souls whose radiant glow funking blinds my camera year in and year out, Funk you very much!

Cheers,

Titus

Bill & Lisa.........Cubbies and Buffaloes, Holy Cow!

Over the few and fabulous years that I've existed I have picked a few pearls of wisdom.  Even had some of them violently thrown right in my face.  No matter the delivery of said pearls I've always tucked them away as reminders of future encounters and different ways to handle them or better yet, not handle them.  One hard yet noble truth about your narrator is that I have AMAZING instincts.  Unfortunately I always seem to ignore them.  What can you do!?

The reason I mention my uncanny ability to ignore my amazing instincts deals with the first 10 minutes of meeting the bride, Lisa, for the first time.  I noticed one of Lisa's pieces of flare was a shiny pin representing the Colorado Buffaloes, whom as a Nebraska Football fan aren't well revered by me or many of my beloved Husker Nation.  Enter my foot in mouth moment where before I even realized it I was verbally blasting Lisa's alma mater.  I put my own fire out quickly and even though my stupidity oft times can be removed from the records with a little bit of Childers charm, it wasn't necessary due to the fun loving aura of Lisa and her obvious knowledge in the subject of guys saying stupid things!

My time spent with Bill and Lisa wasn't long.  At least not long enough to explain the ease at which the three of us became friends.  These two moved through the French Quarter with a swagger I rarely see from visiting couples.  After their first look we strolled through the streets utilizing some good lighting conditions and drink specials to cool us down from the heat.  After a short yet expression filled ceremony Bill and Lisa's guests and family were treated to an epic second line by none other than The Kinfolk Brass Band.  

It seemed like 2016 was a pretty solid year for them.  Their Buffaloes were back in the headlines for their football.  The Chicago Cubs, their baseball team, were in the headlines but finally for winning the World Series and their wedding, which was as much fun as anyone could pack into 6 hours, was close enough to the end of the year to consider the year a success.  Take that 2016!  

Cheers,

Titus

 

****All Images were taken by me as an associate for Trent Spann of Images by Robert T.*****

(Trent Spann you're the man!)

Greta & Nick - GIGGITY, GIGGITY, GIGG-A-TY!

If you've been hiding under a rock for the last decade or so you should catch on to this posts title as the now infamous character from the animated tv show Family Guy. Why am I telling you this?  I know if you're a regular follower of my work, blogs or everyday shenanigans that I have faith in the fact you're well aware of that quote.

What on god's green glorious earth does that saying have to do with this smitten, ear to ear grinning couple?  ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!  I just think it's freaking hilarious.  But also when I go back through my favorite images of this New York Power Couple I realize how infectious there smiles were to me.  Every aspect of their wedding catered to their individuality.  From (possibly the greatest wedding vows I've ever heard) there tear jerking and down right funny as hell ceremony to my first chance at working in the pristine and new New Orleans Ace Hotel. To an absolute brilliant and exhausting second line that parted Bourbon Street like the police at the stroke of midnight on Fat Tuesday!

Greta & Nick will always have my admiration.  In a world of conformity overload they did it exactly the way they wanted to.  These are the results I think Frank SInatra was getting at when he said, "I did it my way".  Many many many happy future endeavors and enjoy a life of obnoxiously big grins that stretch from ear to ear!

Cheers,

Titus

Contributing Vendors :  

The Ace Hotel, New Orleans, LA   :  Bride and Groom Lodging    

Pat O's On The River : Ceremony & Reception

 

Kinfolk Brass Band : Entertainment/Brass Band