LAURA &
HARRY

Soft dawn filtered through the towering olive trees as Laura walked down the driveway of The Sienna, her first ivory gown whispering elegance in the morning light. Every eye turned, the promise of the day rising with her. Beneath festoon lights on the gravel path, Gary’s saxophone melted into the crisp air, scattering romantic notes as they exchanged their heartfelt vows—intimate, raw, and breathtaking.

With their first kiss sealed, Laura and Harry stole away along winding vineyard paths, laughter tracing their footsteps. The golden light of sunset kissed their faces as guests, barefoot in the grass and sipping Aperol spritzes, lingered near the marble-topped outdoor bar. Against a dramatic backdrop of red, white, and black decor, a black-and-white film flickered nearby, adding a vintage warmth to the storytelling of the evening.

As twilight descended, the celebration moved under the olive grove. Tables laid with crisp white linens, bold red roses, and black accents glistened under the canopy of trees. The air grew richer with anticipation as they prepared to indulge everyone’s senses.

Instead of a standard cake, a stunning spread of crème brûlée in gleaming silver coupes awaited them beside the dancefloor. With playful precision, Laura and Harry dusted them all with icing sugar—tiny crystals drifting like stars against the night sky. Laughter erupted, the scent of warmed sugar mingling with the sultry saxophone that announced the shift from dinner to debut.

Laura reemerged in her third dress—a sparkling, dance-ready stunner. With sax riffs guiding the rhythm, the dancefloor beneath the olive terrace came alive. Champagne flutes raised, guests swayed, and the estate pulsed with energy as stars overhead bore witness to every joyful twirl.

When last notes faded, the party drifted once more beneath the olives, where firepits glowed and wine flowed. Stories wove through the night air as guests lingered, reluctant to let go. Laura and Harry slipped away to their honeymoon suite, the warmth of their day wrapping around them—three gowns, a sax soundtrack, silver-coupé crème brûlée, sugar-dust magic, film-noir charm, and a dance under starlight.

Their wedding at The Sienna wasn’t merely a day—it was a living story, crafted in moments of intimacy, celebration, colour, and light, set on a Tuscan-style estate in the Hunter Valley—flawlessly theirs.