We have known Pinky and Serj (aka Dana and Sergiu) for more than 6 years now. They have been close friends, even after they jumped ship and moved to the Netherlands 2 years ago. So when they said “dudes, we`re getting married” we knew the shit hit the fan!
Fast forward `till about a week ahead of the wedding, they tell us that we (Ioana and I) are best-man and the +1. So she`s getting the white thingy off the bride`s head, and I`ll be receiving the groom`s flower (according to tradition). That just made things allot more complicated for us … mentally wise. We were already running around like headless chickens trying to look cool, you know : “masters of our domain” and stuff.
So D day arrives chaos breaks loose. All the people surrounding us were close friends. They all wanted pictures but with US in them, so that was kinda pain in the ass to do, but we managed it.
Because Pinka is a detail freak, everything worked like clockwork. The whole church ceremony (inside and outside) was stunning. (the priest talked a bit too much for my taste but who am I to judge : P) And because a good few of the guests made their appearance at the church I managed to get some snaps that I otherwise would have not had the occasion to.
We managed to squeeze a crazy booth at the reception (a blast, I tell you!) but there were so many pictures that I jumped that part altogether. And thanks to a carefully thought gift we managed to print some pictures right there for the guests and close family (mainly `chause we new there would be some time before we could give them the actual processed pictures).
The actual photo-shoot occurred the next day at the airfield, just as I planned almost a year in advance.
Oh, and the freshest news is: “we`ll probably be called |Uncle Vlad| and |Aunt Ioana| in a few months” 
Getting ready for the main event!
Church
The Reception!
After-party @ the runway!
