Loads of Cuteness

Don't these eyes just grab you? What are they saying to you? Love and marriage are likely the furthest thing from this young lady's mind, but she sure adds loads of cuteness to this party! {Ben & Maria | Michigan}

A Dream Come True

All the emotion from the imagination of a young girl, to youthful hope, to reality of that long-awaited day make the images of a bride-to-be stand among my favorites! {Ben & Maria | Michigan}

Circle of Love

The never ending circle of a wedding band symbolize the life-long commitment to one another in marriage. I love to capture the little details of a special day! {Josh & Alyssa | Florida}

Your Happiness Matters More

“Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.” Robert Heinlein

Ben and Maria are quite in love as you can see in this image from their special day! {Ben & Maria | Michigan}


Simple Pleasures

A child's laughter always brings a smile to my face! These little wedding attendants were no exception. {Micah & Becky | Michigan}

Over the next few weeks I plan to post some of my favorite moments from the archives of Nathan Roth Photography. Enjoy!

The Story of Rindercella

Ever heard of a Spoonerism? The Random House Dictionary of the English Language has this entry:
Spoonerism n. the transposition of initial or other sounds of words, usually by accident. (1895-1900 after W. A. Spooner (1844-1930), English clergyman noted for such slips).


The following story is a transcription borrowed from matthewgoldman.com of the original Archie Campbell giving such an example of spoonerisms,

Once apon a time, in a coreign fountry, there lived a very geautiful birl; her name was Rindercella. Now, Rindercella lived with her mugly other and her two sad bisters. And in this same coreign fountry, there was a very prandsom hince.

And this prandsom hince was going to have a bancy fall. And he'd invited people from riles amound, especially the pich reople. Rindercella's mugly other and her two sad blisters went out to buy some drancy fesses to wear to this bancy fall, but Rindercella could not go because all she had to wear were some old rirty dags. Finally, the night of the bancy fall arrived and Rindercella couldn't go. So she just cat down and scried. She was a kitten there a scrien, when all at once there appeard before her, her gairy fodmother. And he touched her with his wagic mand ... and there appeared before her, a cig boach and hix white sorces to take her to the bancy fall. But now she said to Rindercella, "Rindercella, you must be home before nidmight, or I'll purn you into a tumpkin!"

When Rindercella arrived at the bancy fall, the prandsom hince met her at the door because he had been watchin' behind a widen hindow. And Rindercella and the prandsom hince nanced all dight until nidmight...and they lell in fove. And finally, the mid clock strucknight. And Rindercella staced down the rairs, and just as she beached the rottom, she slopped her dripper!

The next day, the prandsom hince went all over the coreign fountry looking for the geautiful birl who had slopped her dripper. Finally he came to Rindercella's house. He tried it on Rendercella's mugly other ... and it fidn't dit. Then he tried it on her two sigly usters ... and it fidn't dit. Then he tried it on Rindercella ... and it fid dit. It was exactly the sight rize!

So they were married and lived heverly ever hapwards. Now, the storal of the mory is this: If you ever go to a bancy fall and want to have a pransom hince loll in fove with you, don't forget to slop your dripper!