Nadine & Evan
Wedding · Marco Polo, Gudauri · 30 guests
Thirty guests, one hotel full of stairs and books, and a ceremony on an open plateau above Gudauri — a timber triangle against the ridge, and a schedule built around the sunset.
- Format
- Wedding
- Venue
- Marco Polo Hotel, Gudauri
- Region
- Greater Caucasus, Georgia
- Date
- August 13, 2025
- Guests
- ~30
ScopeFull organization by SENTI — concept to completion
A morning among the pines
Marco Polo in Gudauri is a ski hotel in August: wide staircases, a library lounge, balconies facing the slope — and almost nobody in it but the wedding. The whole morning stayed inside one building on purpose. The groom's white dinner jacket buttoned by the window, the groomsmen gathering in black on the stairs, the bridesmaids in dusty pink descending to meet them. When the day's only logistics is one drive up the mountain, nobody spends the morning in a car.
A triangle against the ridge
The ceremony stood on an open plateau above the resort, facing the main ridge. Instead of a floral arch we set a timber triangle — the same shape as the peaks behind it — and let the mountains be the decoration. Thirty white chairs, a short aisle in the grass, and a horizon no ballroom can rent.
The party at altitude
After the vows the plateau turned into a set: bridesmaids in pink around the triangle, the groomsmen walking the grass line in black, petals against the wind. A wedding of thirty means the whole party fits into one frame — the afternoon was planned around that arithmetic.
The arch repeats the mountains; everything else was placed so the ridge could do the talking.
A walk into the valley
Then the schedule went quiet on purpose: the couple walked out into the high valley alone with the photographer. Against that scale, two figures read as a signature on a landscape. This is the hour a couple actually remembers, so we guard it.
The sun drops behind the ridge
Dinner waited below; the mountain kept the last scene. As the sun fell behind the ridge, the set closed in black and white — a kiss against the backlight, the valley already in shadow. In the mountains you do not schedule the sunset; you schedule everything else around it.
