I’m warning you now… this is one of my favorite engagement sessions that we’ve ever photographed…
As we were getting to know them during the session… I learned that on their sixth (maybe 7th
) date they drank root beer floats. Then, we came upon this root beer stand… it was fate.
Molly is a photographer and Glen is a visual designer… when I asked them to sit by this arrow… they didn’t question me even for a second.
I love photographing creatives…
People often ask me where we find the spots we photograph… my answer… it’s everywhere, you just need to look for it…

Molly and Glen, you two are some of the most beautiful people we’ve met… both inside and out. If there were a fan club, I would apply to be the president. Oh, speaking of that… we once photographed the president of the Davy Jones fan club.
Yeah, sometimes I like to name drop.
Those shoes that Glen is wearing… I had a pair exactly like them in 1998.
Wait… I still have them. Wow. I’m thrifty! 
Then a quick outfit and location change… Mike’s favorite
AHHHH!!!! SOOOOO GORGEOUS!!!!!!!!
Jumping and smiling is not the easiest of feats!
These two are the definition of crazy in love.
One of my favorite images I’ve ever ever taken. ever.

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indianapolis, ind.
wedding | october 8, 2011 • lodi, calif.
together | october 7, 2007
engaged | may 6, 2010
molly | photographer • hometown | rocklin, calif.
glen | job • hometown | vernon, conn.
current city | san francisco, calif.
how they met, as told by molly | “I asked Glen to answer this and he said, “Fate.” And then, “All the planets aligned.” But my real answer is: I relocated from California to Boston for my master’s degree, and moved in with a new roommate sight-unseen. After roughly a month, this roommate and her boyfriend (Debbie + Jeremy — who are now married, pregnant with our goddaughter, and our matron of honor and best man) said they needed to introduce me to Jeremy’s best friend since high school, because they were pretty sure we were made for one another. They were very perceptive. :) ”
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Thank you thank you thank you for making the haul to Indianapolis from California…! But even more thanks for asking us to be your wedding photographers. We couldn’t be more excited and honored.
Much love friends…
~bobbi+mike
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See… photo spots are everywhere

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HELLOOOOOO GORGEOUS!
You two must be from Funnnn City!
Thanks for being down with all of my crazy ideas


and here’s Mike’s.
My favorite!


Meet Dawn & Anthony… they’re fun
We took their engagement photos at a salvage yard… we so craaaaaazy!
BOOOOOOOOM!!!!! My favorite
A quickie outfit and location change.

They were driving from Fort Wayne, Ind. to Washington D.C. that night and had their beloved pug with them in the car…. so why not take a few photos with his cuteness!
OHHHH how I adore Indiana in the spring time!
Won’t lie, proud of this one… Mike’s favorite


These were the last grouped to be photographed in our series of workshops… and they were oh so easy to photograph… almost too easy! At one point I walked up to them and said, “Can you be awkward… just for a SECOND?” I’m not kidding, I really did. They tried, they failed.
confirmed!
I’m thinking about having a creativity hat made… because I wear it ALL THE TIME!
LOVE!!!!! Another favorite…
SO GORGEOUS! This is Mike’s favorite

YES YES YES!
I just adore you two!
ANOTHER favorite
You are GORGEOUS!!!!!
Okay, I have 4 favorites… whatever… it’s my blog… I can do what I want!
This image, in my opinion, is the reason why we’re so passionate about our job. I want you all to look at this image and pretend that it’s a photo of your grandparents… before they had kids… before they were married…. before they had careers… before anything else, beyond each other, mattered. Someday, this young couple will be grandparents… and these images will be loved so much more than they are right now. And for that reason, I take this job so incredibly seriously. What we as photographers do… matters… and it matters a lot.
…and me taking a photo of Mike! Doesn’t Jason look like he’s about to slap me on the butt? “GOOD GAME!”
It’s a Bobbi sandwich


