Somewhere between the mason jars and the candlelit long table, the outdoor wedding reinvented itself entirely.
There was a time when choosing an outdoor wedding reception meant choosing a certain aesthetic along with it. Hessian ribbon. Mismatched chairs. Wildflowers stuffed into jam jars and placed on bare wooden tables. It was charming, genuinely so — and for a season, it felt like the most personal thing a couple could do. But somewhere along the way, a different vision emerged. One that kept the open sky and lost almost everything else.







