It’s always been that way with French women. Well, it’s not like I’ve had so many brides of French origin, but Virginie is the second—and just like the first, a couple of years ago, all of our communication happened over the phone until the day before the wedding, when we finally met in person.
Estancia La Paz was the breathtaking venue chosen by this beautiful couple, with whom I felt an instant connection—just hours before documenting their wedding in one of the most stunning locations in Córdoba. La Paz is a typical Argentine estancia built in Italian Renaissance style; it was originally constructed in 1830, and by the late 19th century had become a favorite refuge of Argentine President Julio Argentino Roca. And so, on this overcast Saturday with rain looming in the sky, it became the backdrop for Virginie and Iván’s long-awaited celebration, after more than seven years of love and commitment.
During the speeches that followed the ceremony, something said by her own sister caught my attention. Virginie had always been the little girl in the family who didn’t want to leave home, the one who seemed afraid of any kind of adventure. But fate has its own sense of humor—and one day, it sends you to the farthest corner of the world, where you meet the love of your life in the hallways of a hotel.
Too short of a version? Okay, now add in some back-and-forth moments, the help of friends, countless kisses and hugs—and you’ll land right here, in this day.
Iván, with a heart shaped by the Córdoba mountains, had won Virginie over. And Virginie wasn’t about to let Iván go.
This is a glimpse into their beautiful wedding—one that, despite a few nerves and tears early on, reminded everyone of a simple truth: when it comes to celebration, it’s not about the place, the weather, or the number of years. The guests are what truly matter. And not a single one of them is made of cardboard or part of the decor.