“The minute I saw Maya, I knew she was set apart,” Nic Wolfe says of when he met Maya Harris at a rooftop bar in Santa Monica. They instantly connected. “We talked about everything and anything for hours—shared laughs, knowing us, we probably even cried on night one. When it came time to leave each other, I was nervous to ask for her number, and in true Maya fashion, she said, ‘Aren’t you going to ask for my number?’”
After four-and-a-half years together, Nic proposed to Maya on the last night of a breathtaking trip in Zion, Utah. “He popped down on one knee, over looking the best view in the national park,” Maya remembers. “It was just the two of us, and it was the most intimate and romantic moment to date.”
The mountain-lovers knew they’d have a colorful wedding amongst the peaks. Greystone Castle in Boulder had everything they were searching for in a venue. The couple took on the planning themselves and brought Ashley of Calico Weddings as their coordinator three-months out from their spring date. Photographer Sarah Kempers and videographer Bri Poehler were there to capture every special moment.
“I knew I wanted a strapless dress that felt romantic and timeless because Nic has been saying, ‘I just love seeing your shoulder,’ since the very beginning of dating,” Maya says of her wedding dress search. She finally found her strapless look at an appointment with just her mother. “We are both very vocal and opinionated. When I put this dress on, you could hear a pin drop. We both cried, and the song ‘At Last,’ by Etta James came on. That song is sacred to our family, and it sealed the moment.” On the day-of, Maya got ready with makeup artist Brooke Rock and a hairstylist from Divine Beauty Artists.
Nic wanted to impress Maya on their wedding day. “I knew I had to come with it. I mean, look at my bride,” he beams. He paired a hunter green suit with his Oma’s wolf ring that she gifted to him after the engagement. “It is a blend of her wedding ring and my late grandfather’s ring from when they tied the knot almost 70 years ago in Berlin.”
On May 26, 2024, a gospel choir robed in white sang “The Blessing” by Kari Jobe as Maya walked down the aisle to meet Nic in the middle of a sprawling floral arrangement by The Garden. The bride’s 87-year-old nana was the flower girl, and Nic’s Oma, who couldn’t travel, held the same honorary title. “I felt Nic’s warm hands hold mine, as I locked in on those baby blues,” she remembers of the ceremony. “We jumped the broom, which is an African American tradition, and we used the same broom my parents jumped 35 years ago.”
“Electric” describes the tented reception. “Because our last name is Wolfe, our guests waved their napkins and howled as we entered,” Maya explains. From then, the couple never sat down. Pizza and freshly-baked cookies by Boulder Baked kept the energy high.
At the end of the night, the newlyweds’ loved ones created a tunnel for them to run through, and everyone howled once more at the moon for the Wolfes.
