I left my apartment very early on a Tuesday morning last month, embarking on the usual 13-minute walk to the subway station (I know, not cool). I’m pretty sure I was rocking out to Lady Gaga on my ipod as per usual, likely spacing out to whatever random thought had popped into my head at the time. One second I was walking down the sidewalk, about to step onto the road, and the next second I was on the ground, having taken the oddest fall of my life. There was nothing that had tripped me, and nothing that could have distracted me from the seemingly simple task of crossing the street… yet somehow, I’d managed to slice my knee, rip my pants, and sprain my ankle/foot (I still don’t know which it was). How did this happen?!

In true Lindsay fashion, I picked myself up and continued walking as if nothing happened, occasionally glancing down at my knee which was dripping blood. I mean, I was en route to the City Clerk’s office to witness and photograph Lauren & Preston’s civil marriage ceremony, I had no time for injuries!

All injuries aside, I had so much fun with Lauren and Preston on their wedding day. They completely choreographed their post-wedding shoot themselves! After their city hall ceremony, we cruised around Manhattan in a 1937 Rolls Royce and went up to the Meatpacking District to shoot near some cool graffiti they liked. From there, we walked down 5th Ave, stopped at The Plaza (hello, Home Alone 2!), grabbed some hotdogs at a stand, and wandered around Central Park. Their wedding photos were very New York and very Lauren & Preston, and I’m especially proud of them given the fact that I was limping around the entire time :)

L & P, you were beyond amazing to work with. Thank you for being a testament to why I do what I do!