Gotta Love Those Fightin' Texas Aggie Weddings -- Whoop! {New Braunfels Photography}

It's not hard to spot my fellow Aggies. They're the ones who call me and say "please tell me you're open on our date." They've seen my website. They know I went to A&M and that's one of the reasons they made the call. I'm not saying these clients hire me just because I went to A&M. They also like my work. But it really helps that I'm an Aggie too. So I know all about their need to include their Aggie rings in their photos. They know I'll appreciate their raucous yell practice after dinner. And when the DJ starts the Aggie War Hymn and the crowd hits the floor in formation swaying to "saw varsity's horns off," they know I won't miss a beat.

They know I'll appreciate the importance of their Bonfire grooms cake. And that when someone drops a cup during the reception and the entire wedding party whoops, I'll know why.

I went to Texas A&M way back in the day when they had a journalism department. Back when The Batt was a force to be reckoned with, mostly because I could write a mean review of the new Nirvana CD. I learned the art of darkroom processing in the basement of the Reed McDonald building. And they know where that is.

Many of these brides were proposed to under the Century Tree. They make references to the Dixie Chicken and they make sure there's plenty of Shiner beer for everyone.

These couples call themselves "old ags" because they graduated in '09 or, like, last week. I show them my ring, but not long enough for them to read the year. Some of them were toddlers then.

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