Some weddings are planned years in advance to the last detail. And then there are weddings like this one.
Rada and Petar did it their way — a warm summer day in Sofia, only the people who matter most, and a cake that said everything the invitation didn't. Oops, just got married. White linen, wildflowers, laughter in the forest. The kind of day that feels less like a production and more like an exhale.
They started at the Ivan Vazov National Theatre — that grand, golden-fronted building that Sofia has been dressing up in front of for over a century. It was a deliberate choice, and a good one. The scale of it, the columns, the wide open square — all of it made the two of them in white feel both small and exactly right. Summer light at its most generous, and nowhere to hide from it, which turned out to be perfect.
The civil ceremony was intimate and warm. A room with wooden carved walls, a Bulgarian flag in the corner, the closest people gathered close. The kind of ceremony where everyone already knows the couple well enough to cry a little.
Afterwards, Loven Park. Just next to the restaurant, just enough greenery to breathe in, just enough dappled light to make everything feel like a dream someone had about summer. They held each other between the trees. They looked at each other the way people do when the day has been exactly what they needed it to be.
Sofia in summer. White linen. Oops, just got married.
