Krista and Drew met through friends. They were at a birthday party, and as soon as they saw one another, the attraction was instant. When the party shifted locations to a dance club later in the night, Krista pulled Drew out onto the dance floor and he knew she was someone special. Of course, knowing someone is special and doing something about it are very different animals, so Drew took matters in hand and asked Krista if she “liked food.” It was an easy question to answer, and their first date happened at an amazing Indian restaurant in Durham.
Quickly, Krista realized how much she liked Drew’s intelligence and kindness, and Drew found himself falling for Krista’s wittiness and smarts. “She was the most intelligent person I’ve ever met,” he told me. As it turns out, both Krista and Drew had always been infatuated with learning, and it was this mutual passion as much as anything else that drew them together.
When Drew popped the question, he and Krista were in New York looking for their first apartment together. They’d been tooling around to different spots with Krista’s parents all day, and after a nice dinner, Krista’s parents excused themselves to go hold their place in line at a jazz club they all wanted to visit afterward. When they finished with dinner, Drew and Krista walked toward the club through Washington Square Park, and when they reached the arch, one of their favorite spots in the city, Drew dropped to one knee and asked Krista to marry him. The ring Drew used as incredibly special—it belonged to Krista’s grandmother, and all they needed to do was have the band customized at a local jeweler.
The engagement shoot presented me with what was nearly a photographer’s nightmare. We made arrangements to have the session at the Sarah P. Duke Gardens on the campus of Duke University. Krista and Drew had flown into Durham from New York for the shoot, and as I was making the drive from Charlotte to meet them, the skies opened up and it started to pour. I’d known for a couple of days that there was a chance of rain on the date, but my various weather apps told me we’d be safe at our scheduled time. The gray deluge begged to differ. The rain was so heavy I felt as though I was driving at night. It was only as I was pulling into our location, racking my brain for any and all alternative shooting plans, that the rain dwindled and then stopped. The timing couldn’t have been more ideal. Everything was lush and rain-soaked, and we made our tour of locations without missing a beat. At the very end, we got sprinkled on, but that was it. Call it photographer’s luck. I was so relieved.
Can’t wait to see these two walk down the aisle in a few hours. They’re such a perfect match for one another, with their huge brains and hearts. I’m looking forward to seeing what they do with their new life together.