Intimate Midday Wedding at La Stalla | Amresse & Chandler

There was a kind of warmth woven through every part of this day — not just in the sun or the food, but in the people, the laughter, the way everything unfolded without force.

From the moment I walked into La Stalla’s, it felt like stepping into someone’s home. The kind of space where you’re greeted with a hug and a glass of wine, where the noise of the world fades the moment you're seated at the table. That’s what this day was: comforting, intimate, and full of a love that didn’t need to be performed to be felt.

You could feel how deeply everyone cared for one another. Not in the loud, flashy ways — but in small gestures: a hand resting on a shoulder, the sound of familiar laughter echoing from across the room, the way someone instinctively reached to fill another’s glass before their own.

And the food — oh, the food — it wasn’t just a meal. It was part of the love. Homemade Italian dishes served family-style, meant to be passed, shared, lingered over. It invited people to slow down. To be present. To talk with their hands and eat with joy. It anchored the day in something real — not curated, but deeply felt.

The whole afternoon carried the ease of people being exactly where they wanted to be. There was romance, yes, but it was quiet and steady — woven into every glance, every shared bite, every moment of stillness between the noise. It lived in the softness between Amresse and Chandler when they locked eyes across the table. In the way they held each other like they were still trying to believe they were really married.

There was no rush, no pressure. Just love, showing up the way it naturally does — in community, in shared history, in the feeling of being seen and celebrated exactly as you are.

That’s what stays with me.