Nouha & Nino
Wedding · Tbilisi → Chateau Mukhrani · 120 guests
A day that starts at two Tbilisi addresses and ends under the Mukhrani trees — a carpet road through the park, vows in a gate of two old trees, dinner facing the lit orangery, and a red-lit party after midnight.

- Format
- Wedding
- Route
- Tbilisi → Mukhrani
- Date
- July 4, 2025
- Guests
- ~120
VenuesArtizan · Rooms · Chateau Mukhrani
ScopeFull organization by SENTI — concept to completion
Two mornings, one city
The day began at two Tbilisi addresses at once. Hers: silk robes, morning champagne, three dresses waiting by the window. His: a blue suit in a salon of green wallpaper, the groomsmen already impossible to keep serious. Splitting the preparations gave each half of the wedding its own stage — the schedule merged them only at Mukhrani, an hour later and a world quieter.


A carpet road through the park
In the estate park we built no arch. The aisle was laid from overlapping oriental carpets running through the grass, and the altar was two old trees with pampas grass and terracotta amphorae at their feet. A hundred and twenty guests sat under the canopy; the vows happened in the gate of the trees. Carpets do to a park what no white runner can — they make it a living room.

The palace stays a backdrop
Chateau Mukhrani's brick facades entered the day only as a set: the couple in the evening light against the arches, the train carried across the lawn in black and white, the groomsmen crossing the courtyard like a film still. The architecture posed; the wedding itself never moved indoors until midnight.


The palace got the portraits; the trees got the vows.

Dinner as the orangery lights up
The banquet was set on the open lawn, aimed at the glasshouse. As the blue hour came down, the orangery switched on and became the backdrop wall of the dinner — glass, light and glass again. No tent, no ceiling; a July evening at eight is a better roof than any hall.

Red light after midnight
For the party the day finally went indoors, and switched registers completely: the chandelier hall turned red, beams cut through stage smoke, and the couple's last portraits are silhouettes in the haze. A bohemian afternoon and a club night in one wedding — the contrast was the design.













