I’ve know Sanna for a few years now, so it’d be an understatement to say my expectations where high for her wedding day. They were ridiculously high.
The thing is. Sanna is an extra everything kinda person. There is no single thing ordinary in her entire being. Every thing she does, gets done with 110% commitment and a fuck off attitude that I simply adore. Normality need not apply. Sanna is bad ass.
So I had a feeling it was gonna be a good day
Little did I know that day was gonna be misty and sunny at the same time. (like porn for photographers) Or that everyone at the wedding was a super star dancer and Turkish weddings are the most banging party one can ever go to.
It was mayhem. In a good way. All I could do was aim my cameras, scream at the top of my lungs and jump straight into the chaos. All in. Like there was no tomorrow.
My highly esteemed colleague Sebastian Hellström did some epic work as a second photographer on the day.
And the day was epic. And everything else. Loved it.