It was like we’d always been friends, minutes after being introduced to Molly we were chatting, laughing, sharing and venting like 2 girls who’d known each other for years. Both of us were in the warm-up area getting ready to compete in the women’s 800m, well, I was pacing and Molly was competing. For those of you who may not know, Molly (Beckwith) is one of the US top ranked 800m runners. But before this blog turns into a love story about me and Molly let me stop, and refocus to the real love story here, the story of Molly & Reed.
Both were students attending different colleges in Indiana who one Saturday night, found themselves drinking at the same bar. Molly was out with her girlfriends, looking fierce and dressed to party in her hotpants and heels. Reed was with his guy friends and although not wearing his hotpants, that particular night, was still very eye-catching. At 6′ 8″ and one of the top players on his college basketball team, Reed towered above the entire bar, making him easy for Molly to spot. Strategically placing herself within close range, Molly made the first attempt at striking up a conversation, but Reed gave off a very distinctive “I’m not interested” vibe, which unbeknownst to Reed, made him even more desirable. Ignoring his vibe of disinterest, Molly turned up the effort, determined to find out more about this seemingly standoffish man and determined that he take a minute to get to know her. Once he did Reed was completely smitten by this vivacious blond, who was not only gorgeous and funny, but also competitive and driven as only a top ranking track athlete can be. Everything about them clicked, naturally and effortlessly, marriage was only a matter of time and this September, it will finally be their time.
Molly and Reed flew from Indiana to do their engagement session and we had just one day to make it happen. As bad luck would have it, it rained the entire night before and most of the next morning. Tracking the weather websites religious we discovered a small window late in the afternoon where the rain was going to stop, and thank goodness it did. So we rushed out and began the shoot right here on our property.
Just as I started shooting, Fintan waltzes past in a very “oh don’t mind me, just passing through” manner. Cheeky!
The shot minus Fintan.
Shout out to The Husband for setting up 2 of his favorite antique chairs for us to play with.
A stroll through some of the surrounding trees.
Fabulous legs, fabulous boots.
Gorgeous and handome.
A small corner of wild brush and tree debris graces the edge of our property, and I love it. Its romantic in a derelict kind of way.
Reed was excellent at keeping the enjoyment levels high.
Believe it or not, this little pier was built by The Husband, I know, pretty cool. My man is so talented.
Best thing about an overcast day? Amazing water reflection.
With the rain still co-operating and a quick outfit change, we headed off to some open fields.
Working the fierce, cozy style.
Getting some First Dance practice in.
Reed has the best smile.
To end the session we found ourselves a fabulous bridge and plenty of rushing water to play with.
Seriously you two.
Not every girl would agree to stand on the edge of some wet rocks over an angry flowing river in her 4 ” heels, but I’m so glad Molly did.