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Laura & Zack – a love story from Arkansas
Vintage Wedding/ Art/ Craft/ Elvis/ Music/ Non-traditional Wedding/ Little Yellow Typewriter/ Forrest City/ Spontaneous
 
THE COUPLE:
Laura and I met at a bar, as romantic as that sounds, about five years ago. I was  tending bar at this dirty little dive in Burbank, CA and she stumbled in through the saloon doors and asked for an application. I convinced the manager to hire her, even though she applied slightly inebriated, and asked him to schedule us on the same shifts so I could get to know her better. After months of wearing her down, she finally agreed to give me a chance. A few dates later and we were inseparable. 
I proposed to her at night on the beach in Santa Monica. Whenever the hustle and bustle of LA began to wear us down we would head to this spot and just stare out at the ocean. It was the same spot we went on one of our first dates and the same spot that Laura said she realized she was falling in love with me. I don’t remember what I said and neither does she. I had gone through several versions of what I wanted to say for weeks leading up to it and in the moment I’m pretty sure I just mumbled some nonsense, blacked out and woke up engaged. 
Our mutual love of unique, vintage, weathered objects found us digging through garages at estate sales together looking for buried treasure. When our collections and hoarding started to overrun our lives we decided to start selling the few things we were willing to part with at the local flea markets. So we bought a 1956 “canned ham” camper (a Hanson Love Bug, the “Honeymoon Edition”), gutted it and turned it into a mobile boutique. And our ever so small business, Little Yellow Typewriter, was born. 
 
Laura is the most thoughtful, generous and loving person I have ever met. Even those words, although the perfect words to describe her, don’t quite seem to adequately describe her.  She has this innate ability to bring joy to everyone she comes in contact with. She is a creative hurricane and despite the strength of that force she still manages to be meticulously and unreasonably organized. Her ability to find beauty in a piece of trash on the side of the road is both infectious and inspiring. 
 
Zack Kraus happens to be the most incredible man I’ve ever met. And for some reason, he chose to love me. I believe that makes me the luckiest woman in the world. We were friends from the moment we met, and that friendship turned into this incredible journey. I love him for his intelligence, his whit, his kindness, his patience, his sense of humor. I love him for the way he makes me feel so special. He makes my world a safe place, and to me, that is everything. When I dreamed of finding a spouse, I wanted to find someone that made me want to strive to be a better person. He does exactly that. He challenges me, he believes in dreams, and when I grow up, I want to be just like him. Wherever I go in life, I want it to be with him. 
 
THE WEDDING:
The wedding took place on Laura’s family land in Forrest City, AR, in front of the house she grew up in, where her sister and brother were both married before her. We have both come to the conclusion that our wedding was perfect. There were crises and lots of things that didn’t get done and locations had to be moved due to rain and tents had to be ordered, but we can’t possibly imagine it being any more perfect than it turned out. We had ten months to plan and any more time than that would’ve only given us the luxury of second guessing ourselves and changing our minds ten more times. You can and should plan everything that you can as far in advance as you are able to, but know that things will need to change and you will need to adapt. At some point the wedding sort of takes on a life of its own and that is part of the beauty of it. It becomes this living, breathing thing and you have to just step back, give in to it and try to enjoy as much of it as you can because it will all be over in a flash. The most important thing for us was to throw a great party for all our favorite people in the world to enjoy. We wanted it to be loose, unstructured, quirky, a little chaotic, and to reflect who we are as a couple. We hoped that despite all the planning we could make it feel spontaneous and organic. And we appear to have 
accomplished all that.

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