There was vibrant color, sparkling jewels and the most lovely bride and groom. Surrounded by their family and friends in Rochester, New York, Sumaiya and Bobby hosted the last part of their traditional Bengali wedding at the Woodcliff Hotel. It was unlike any the space had ever seen. They celebrated with family and friends – many of whom had flown in from Long Island, Miami and other places across the world. They prepared separately and the arrival of Bobby at the Woodcliff marked the start of the day together. Sumaiya was upstairs finishing her detailed preparations and checking out the window to see if the light rain would stop or continue. Originally planned to be held outdoors, the decision was made to move the ceremony inside, but thankfully the weather cleared enough for us to take some beautiful portraits outdoors. With all of the guests seated and the music playing everything came together and Sumaiya walked down the aisle where she and Bobby pledged their vows and lives together.
This was not just a beautiful day to document, but it was the first Bengali wedding that I have photographed. Everyone was so incredibly welcoming and kind and even more so – eager to be photographed. Sometimes we have the problem of unfriendly guests who like to avoid our camera and decline the chance to be included in the images from the day, but this was certainly not the case. I’m so thankful for Jake – who second shot with me – as we spent a large part of the day documenting separate events and there was a lot to document in the two days we spent photographing. Enjoy some of my favorites and open the post to see a more complete look at the day!
When Sumaiya was getting ready and laying out her necklaces I asked which she would be wearing and the answer was “all of them.” Haha I felt so silly, and while I am used to seeing brides with minimal jewelry in this case more is more and Sumaiya was incrediably stunning in both the red wedding dress and gold reception dresses she wore (also the skirt on the red dress weighed 15 lbs and I’m not joking).