Hello, I’m Rosalind.

I’m a total sucker for romance. Honestly, I think that’s what drew me to shoot weddings. It’s hard to describe the feeling of living inside of someone’s fairytale in real time.

A photographer holding a camera in a field of dry grass at golden hour
The beaded back of a wedding dress in black and white

I make the small details feel big.

You know that each detail was intentionally picked — from a single flower to the color of the table cloths set under the twinkle lights. When I see that couple’s vision come to life and I get to be the one to capture them at the center of it all… it’s sort of my favorite thing.

I don’t just see the world in textures, colors, and light, but I feel them. I make the small details feel big, and the quiet moments feel noticed. I work seamlessly in the background, gathering all of the images that will piece together the story of your dream wedding.

A couple standing among tall trees in shafts of sunlight

Classic, elegant, moody, and high end.

Some of my other favorite things? Sitting in a waterfront cafe in San Francisco, reading a good mystery novel and chatting with the birds. Being a romantic is also probably why I moved to California from London in adulthood. Was it the steep, colorful streets of San Francisco lined with painted Victorian houses, or maybe just the Napa wine? I don’t know, but I love it here.

California is such a contrast from London, and yet my photography style is very much inspired by growing up in dreary London. I would describe my style as classic, elegant, moody, and high end. Dramatic? Slightly, but your photos will be magazine cover worthy.

A bouquet raised above a crowded dance floor in black and white
A bride and groom walking with young attendants through a sunlit forest

I want to photograph your love story.

It doesn’t matter if it’s just the two of you eloping in the Redwood forest, or if you’re bringing 200 of your friends to celebrate until dawn, if you’re in California I want to photograph your love story.

Let’s get in touch