Rows of white wicker chairs face a long stretch of sand fading into the sea, where the sun is slowly deciding it might just begin to set. There’s a driftwood arch at the end of the aisle draped with a gauze that shimmers against the blue sky of the early evening, and guests toss aside shoes in favor of the sand between their bare toes...Read the full article here. Published in print in Oregon Bride Magazine, Spring/Summer 2013.