Maybe it’s because Kira and I grew up streets apart. Maybe it’s because her parents remind me of mine. Maybe it’s the beautiful connections between everyone involved. I’m not sure, but oh my goodness this wedding was so special. I loved every minute of it. Having kids involved always pushes a wedding from smoothly running dream day to a little bit mad and slightly unpredictable blur. That’s where the magic lies, I think. Michael and Kira were married in a cute little church over looking the city, followed by a rad reception in Kangaroo Point. The love was obvious from the very beginning of the day right through to the end. These two are so lucky to be surrounded by people that adore them so very much. And to be honest, I’m a bit in love with them too. They’re pretty tops.