He climbed onto the horse as it started to drizzle, but no amount of rain could dampen his spirits. He had just wed his bride in a traditional Sikh Indian ceremony, and now it was time to celebrate. His groomsmen followed behind during the baraat, laughing and dancing their way down the street toward the reception location and Nathan’s new family.
Nathan was carried inside upon the shoulders of his friends and family, where he changed into his tuxedo. To celebrate the union of two different cultures, Anureet and Nathan had a short exchange of vows following their Indian ceremony. Why wed only once, when two ceremonies are twice as nice? On this day, Anureet and Nathan were blessed with twice the joy, twice the beauty. Twice the love.
Anureet entered with both her parents, while Nathan waited patiently.
Anureet stayed in her traditional Indian lehenga for the ceremony, but she changed her hair for something a little more elaborate.
Nathan’s face showed his joy clearly.
A congratulatory hug.
Since Nathan had changed out of his Indian garb, we stepped outside after the ceremony for a few more portraits.
The rain held off just long enough for us to get through photos.
Nathan, I can’t decide which outfit complements you more! You make one dapper groom.
And Anureet! Rawr.
Anureet’s henna took 8 hours to complete, but it was worth it! Gorgeous!
The entire wedding party was so supportive, and a blast to be around!
The toasts provided perfect entertainment, with the right mix of laughter…
Anureet and Nathan started the dancing with a tender First Dance.
But then she and her dad got the party started right! I keep telling Ed that if were ever to have a vow renewal, we’re having an Indian wedding. These people know how to party!
I’ll end with this photo of Anureet and Nathan celebrating their love, supported on the shoulders of their loved ones. Literally.
Here’s to getting married. Twice! And being carried through celebrations, whether by horse or shoulders of family. Cheers!