Samantha and Brian flew in from Brooklyn with forty of their closest, and traded a city hall date for the limestone cliffs of Negril. They wanted something that felt less like a wedding and more like the start of a film — barefoot, sun drunk, and entirely their own.
We followed them from the morning's quiet through a ceremony at the cliff's edge, the first dance under string lights, and a midnight swim nobody planned. What follows is the day, told the way it felt.
the cliffs · negril
"We've watched it more times than we can count. It doesn't feel like a wedding video — it feels like being back on that cliff, holding our breath."
