Two days after our sun, sand, and sleeveface shenanigans with Sarah and Ryan, we returned to San Francisco to capture their nuptials at city hall. We met them at their stylish Airbnb apartment, where Sarah had sequestered herself in the sun-filled bedroom so she and Ryan could have a first look later on. Once her friend Lauren helped her zip up her stunning lace dress and Ryan jumped into his dapper suit, they separately made their way outside.
The next two hours flew by. Rick, the horn player Ryan hired on a whim a few nights before, provided a soundtrack of old-timey jazz standards for the occasion, starting from the moment Ryan and Sarah saw each other for the first time that day. He speedwalked to city hall with us, serenading crowded bus stops and inquisitive eyes. Cars honked and passersby offered their congratulations along the way.
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