I recently bought a new toy, the Nikon D750 and apparently my childhood friend was wedding around the same time so I thought instead of just going to eat the cake, let me accompany and test my new toy. I called a friend up, also a childhood friend, asking if he was carrying his toy, also the D750 and told me because I was a newbie, he would give me intros to the camera and I was like, ‘This goat just bought this camera 5 months ago and now calls me a newbie.’
So let me cut you short of the blah blah blahs…
Most photographers never have their photos online. This is because nobody shoots them. So this is Bmpicz (Billy Miaron) who runs bmpicz.com
And this one doesn’t need any explanation ?
And the pastor said, “Mama Kiarie kuja utuibie kahymn.” It was melodious.
Meet parents of the groom. We know them as Mama and Baba Leyian or Mama and Baba Elvis. Where we come from we do not call older people by name ?
And he said, “Hapa kuna mtu lazima tuwekelee mikono kwanza before tuanze. Tushukuru Mungu kijana amepata mtu. Hizo siku zote amezunguka weddings kama tent ama keki si mchezo.” ?
And both parents were told, “Haya sasa yenu imeisha, wacha tufunge hawa wawili.”
And the passie told Elvis to unwrap his gift from above ?
And this guy is just interesting, look at what he does.
And the crowd helps him. Me too. We are in this together bro. Though am the photog who wasn’t spared by the sun.
And then the vows
Elvis’s vow was so bold and macho until Kavuu couldn’t say hers…
And then the pastor realized that we were hungry and that some of us had burned their fuel money to come and eat so he said, “Angalieni hapa”
Nimesema angalieni vizuri
And you know we men talk with our eyes.
Kwanza he told Kavuu to tell all the single men goodbye. But this passie has madharau a lot. Am there sun scorched, holding 679 grams of camera coming from Narok and this guy has to feelisha me by reminding me am single, another flower or decor. Isorait. Passie, malipo ni hapa hapa duniani, kwanza you will funga my wedding so that you tell my bride and I to wave to other people like akina Emily, Sani, Charles & Billy.
And as if that was not enough. She looked at me and did a special wave, this was to mean something like, “You guy, oa sasa.”
And they were declared husband and wife. ?
And we all prayed for a fruitful marriage.
Now, this guy… SMH
And then it was like…
And the women were like…
And Maggie met Leyian’s mom
And then the photoshoot…
But we got hungry especially one of our tents, Sani – Leyian’s foodmate
I always tell my friends that there is power in food.
Some random clicks at the reception
Your guy billy never took any photos of food. He should be thoroughly whipped, how can he? But I agree with him, sisi hapana chesa na chakula. The food was amazing, damn!
And then Mc Neb that all women should get outside to dance with the bride. And because people say nakuwaga na umama I went outside to join them.
So they entered one by one… The decor was amazing, sorry we had lenses that couldn’t shoot wide.
Na tukapea yeye chakula
Some speeches then we go to the cake
The cake was too big that our 50mm couldn’t get it all but I managed to shoot some details.
So these two tents said they will marry in five years, that the fact they were in table five was no coincidence
Meet Leyian’s younger brother
I also got one good one, thanks Billy. You know we photographers do not get any photos.
And then we started doing our shoot…
And then we asked her, “Na wewe utaolewa lini?” Take a look at that look
Then we just decided to take a photo
That was one biig shoot. And this was one loong post. We were not the official photographers so we decided to do something fun and enjoy ourselves. Thanks to Billy for compiling and retouching most of these from 1,009 photos. Photography work ain’t no joke.
Congratulations to Elvis Leyian & Maggie Kavuu.
I hope you had a good laugh as you enjoyed the amazing photography.
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My mom is the reason I am not married. I remember I was standing beside my primary school crush spitting M.S Patel’s English Aid lines and she swiftly walked past us jealously saying, “You wouldn’t say that this is the same Siloma who farts like a torn drum every night.”