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Thailand Wedding Adventure - Pimalai, Ko Lanta | Monique + Jason


The 2018 season has thrown a lot of love our way, with us being fortunate to play our part in several exciting Gold Coast, Brisbane, and greater destination weddings... But, if we're counting adventure-value and sheer geographical divide as the measure for awesomeness, then Jase's and Monique's Thailand wedding takes the kudos!

Now, as we know, even the simplest of elopements takes a deal of planning, so on top of all that, throw in baggage allowances and logistical matters; language barriers; time away from home, and all manner of other third-world potential's, and you really just have to let better judgement slide, throw caution to the wind, and rest-assured that cupid, nay, the wedding-gods themselves, will guide and provide! 

An uber, two planes, a limo, a boat, a limo, and a hearty congenial welcome to paradise, Madams and Sirs!

We made it; settled into our stunning mountain-top villa, my Anniversary gift to my gorgeous wife and partner-in-crime (yes our Wedding Anniversary was two days prior to these love-birds saying “I do” ) complete with infinity pool, the best champagne I’ve ever tasted and the most gorgeous flowers compliments of the resort manager, Frank, who was amazing through our entire stay ; we marvelled in awe as the massive dragon-Iizard cruised on by at a pace unchanged for a veritable age...

Then it happened, the long-anticipated big day! And with it, the Thailand skies opened up a downpour -- set to wash any dreams of tropical frivolity down the mountain!  Peeps, please don’t book your weddings in Thailand for the monsoon season, yes, yes I know you get a cheaper rate but…

Now somewhere in between make-up and hair something miraculous happened: The skies began to settle, and the rains subsided, making way for a brave declaration that the outside ceremony will go on! What a gorgeous ceremony it was… Singapore Lillies everywhere and y’all know how much I love fresh flowers!

It later came to pass that the locals will call upon the local deity of love to clear any environmental unrest for such occasions, and you know what, it's hard to remain a sceptic when the window of the devine opens just long enough to stay the rain for the ceremony, the group shots, and a quick-fire portrait session before, as stampeding horse will charge with impending surety, the rains returned -- tearing across the greater bay and smacking into the resort like a torrent...  

Thai hospitality kicked back in at this stage, as they whipped out brollies and liquor-filled coconuts seemingly out of thin air...  everyone trundled to the resort transport depot, then off to the beachside restaurant for party-time, where Jase and his crew struck a few chords as they pumped out  renditions of Eagles and Steely Dan classics alike...

VENUE:  Pimalai Resort & Spa
HMUA:  Makeup Artist Phuket

Viva l'amore,

Loui and Donna xx


Palazzo Wedding | Kassandra & Bobby

Okayyy, just putting it out there that, yep, Kassandra and Bobby are absolutely gorgeous, but if you throw in a cute-as-chips little daughter [who just so happened to be getting christened on the same day in a two-birds kinda deal], an orthodox ceremony, a styled-shoot in the forest, and then a loud-as-hell traditional dance-fest (in the glitz and glamour of the Versace ballroom, no less), then you’ve really got yourself the makings of something truly special…

Forget all the style, and charismatic flair that these guy’s seem to have in abundance; what struck me most was the fact that never have I been to a wedding were the bride and groom simply did not once stop smiling and flirting with each other – all day, and all evening long! 

I’ve mentioned that they had a traditional drummer/DJ leading the dance-action? And did I mention that this cat was loud? The spoilering legato of incensed saxaphonic runs stirred the blood to inspire something akin to a hyponotic Dionysian trance… The music was pumping, the champagne flowed, and folks came together in a most enviable celebration of love, family, and Macedonian lore.

’twas a total honour to share some time with these beautiful people…

Much love,



Gorgeous Parkwood Wedding with Sammy & Mike


It's been a while, and Loui's blog posts are fast piling up in the finite realms of theoretical space...

But, irrespective of my tardiness, casting mind back to recent-weddings past, the blessed nuptials of the uber-lovely Sammy and her uber-man Mike flew by with laughs, cuddles, nuzzles, and all else a wedding will call forth -- when two hearts and families join to celebrate the dawning of an age!

Turning clock back, Sammy and her girls were getting dolled up in the Q1 Tower, Surfers Paradise: An abundantly spacious pad, it was, and the vibe was light-of-heart as Sammy had amassed the help of some absolutely killin' artists [As a photographer, I guess I've absorbed more than a fair share of associable knowledge when it comes to the skills of makeup and hair-stylistas, and I can say without a doubt, these chicks had the stuff]... The flowers too were fantastic... I think I recall being offered wine too (which if you happen to be reading this, is an act that generally gets you plenty of kudos in Loui-world)!

Due to the expertise of the aforementioned lovelies, we had some extra time for some gorgeous bridal-portraiture this time 'round!!! Crazy as it sounds, such is often a luxury when weighed against the realities of the wedding-day timeline and other associated geographic concerns, so yeah, the day was going well, and with Sammy looking resplendent -- beyond the gleam of a million dollars -- I thought I'd best get ta wrigglin'...

Elevator down, and rollin' on out; a short cruise up the Gold Coast Highway, and The Parkwood International Golf Club loomed... Not the best place for vendor parking, I'll note, but I unpacked faithfully [cursing the assistant that I'm yet to employ] and trundled two cases of stuff up to where Mike and the gang were waiting: Poised, cruisin' -- really just as cool and calm as any self-respecting rat-pack could wanna be... 

Without fussing the lads too much, I grabbed a few candid moments before proceeding to make myself as invisible as possible -- patiently waiting for the realities of the day to sink into people's expressions... Man, I love weddings!

The show went on with only one hitch [pun + two cliches in eight short words? Check], and sooner than you can shake-a-rabbit, it was buggy-time again, baby! Stealing portraits in the rough and on fairways alike, as the local wildlife insisted on seven-ironing their little balls over our head's like dude: I admire your confidence, but wtf, bro -- that's my Bride and Groom your toying with [massive eye-roll, hey haha]

A picture-time later, and we were buggin-on back in for drinks and refresh... The last vestige of sunset brining a joyous magic into the reception room via sheer-curtain diffusion on the western flanks; champagne glasses and ornamentals never looked better! And then, primed to party, they came: and a finer assortment of lovely folks were never yet had!  

Such a cool day, with some totally legend people; so to Sammy, Mike, and all else concerned: A massive thanks for doing you so well!

Viva l'amore,

Loui and Donna xx


Queensland Outback Wedding at Adora Downs


The circumstance that led us to capture a wedding about as far inland as I've yet to venture, was a real case of fortunate cause for us...

The call went out on social media: "Help, my photographer's bailed and I'm getting married this weekend [or words to that effect]"... Donna said: "Loui", and I said: "let's do it" and yeah, before too long we were on the road with a bag of good cause, and two more packed with camera equipment...

Of the Bride and the Groom: Man, these guys were golden individuals, if ever there were... We met Dom and Jess on Wedding Day Eve, in a semi-trendy / new-age bar in the revamped old-quarter of Toowoomba town -- the kind of place that has an entirely gluten-free menu, and a sexy, dim-lit vibe that screamed: "Hey lovely people, come in and look at my understatedly delectable collection of magic bottles... haha

Unbeknownst to Dom, I'd just ordered a top-shelf rum before they walked in, and as he was kind enough to gesture for the bill, I thought to myself: "What a legend..." Sat down, and chillin' around a coffee table that was clad in what appeared to be patterned black vinyl [?], and five minutes into our discussion, we soon realised that Jessica was a total babe of loveliness, and that the pair were just so genuinely welcoming, and in such a nice space within themselves,  that I knew we were in for catching some magic...

Adora Downs as a venue, was truly apart from anything I'd ever experienced... The location was dramatic country splendour, complete with windmill on arrival; a winding gravel drive that took us past a little olive grove, and fields in various states of plough and production, before trees opened up to a gorgeous flat grassland, dotted with several 'fittingly period' buildings, and rich, viscerally evocative textures that only flowering bushes and rusty machinery can evoke... The family who operate the establishment were brimming with a level of fabled charm that I'd normally reserve for tales and old-world fancies, and the service and hearty servings of home cooked fare left none wanting...

Donna and I found a room to claim as our own within an old Queenslander, just a stone throw from the main dining hall, and across from the open-air dance-floor, under the giant faery-light may-pole-like structure, around the various fire-pits, and looking back from the darkness towards the honoured guests as they assembled, and chatted, and drank, and were merry...  

Everywhere we turned there was something that enhanced the ambience of the property, and up until our departure [after yet another killer meal the next morning], we felt as if the world around us has stopped, and all that mattered was the celebration of a couple who's love was writ upon the stars...

Massive thanks and congrats going out to Jess, Dom, and the good folk at Adora Downs!

Viva L'Amore,

Loui and Donna xx