Favorite inspiration: My parent's wedding. On rainy days, when we were kids, my parents would send us down to the basement to watch reels of their wedding. Their wedding was pretty grand, for the time. My parents got married in a cathedral in the morning and then went back to my grandmother's house, had this giant breakfast, and then had a seated dinner for 400 people at a hotel that night. One thing I joke with my mother about is that they didn't do table flowers—there were bottles of vodka and shot glasses instead.
Pictured from left: Bryan's mother and father, his uncle Ray, and his mother's young cousin, Richard