Isabelle and Burkett’s love affair began in Connecticut, and in the midst of planning their Waveny House wedding, migrated all the way up to Maine.
Burkett, an avid extreme sportsman, and outdoorsman, has slowly made Isabelle a believer, and they have enjoyed many long coffee walks in the morning and kayaking adventures on Summer afternoons. In the midst of planning their elegant wedding, this love for adventure presented an exciting job opportunity for Burkett in Maine, following his passion. As a team, Isabelle and Burkett picked up and moved north while continuing to plan their Connecticut wedding.
Celebrating their new life in the north, and pairing it with Burkett’s love of good brews, Isabelle and Burkett decked out the bar at their wedding with craft beers from local breweries around their new home in Maine. Coupled with detailed descriptions on the array of hops, guests enjoyed this little introduction to the couple’s new lives in Maine while dancing the night away on the gorgeous stone terrace of the historical Waveny House in New Canaan, Connecticut, overlooking the endless acreage and gardens.
The entire day’s events reflected a vast love that was unique to the couple. In ways I had never seen before at a wedding, family and friends shared their devotion and affection for Isabelle and Burkett from beginning to end.
Isabelle chose to get ready accompanied by only her mother and sister and wore a pearl ring dating back to the civil war from Burkett’s side of the family, while her grandmother’s rings dangled from the ribbon of her white bouquet.With Isabelle’s father performing a piece on the piano during the ceremony, and Isabelle’s sister accompanying him with her hauntingly beautiful voice, the ceremony was not only a reflection of the love Isabelle and Burkett had for each other but the love that all their family and friends had for both of them as well.While the musical ceremony dedications started in a rather traditional way, the tone took a turn for the theatrical, when one of Isabelle’s best friends surprisingly arose from his seat in the pews snapping his fingers. Complimenting the rhythm of the snapping fingers, Isabelle pulled out a maraca, and Burkett a drum. Shocking all the guests, Isabelle’s friend belted out his own, more elaborate, dedication through song, and had the whole church dancing. Despite a brief summer shower, the night felt wonderfully endless, as colored lights bounced off the stone walls of the mansion. Every guest was dancing, and the only break that was taken was to light and release the gorgeous large paper lanterns that hung in the sky, above the mansion, above the love.
Congratulations, you two.