In the months with iron names
when words are like cold steel
and leave a metallic taste
between my teeth
"Vetrarhugur" - M. Sigurðsson


In the months with iron names
when words are like cold steel
and leave a metallic taste
between my teeth
"Vetrarhugur" - M. Sigurðsson

Kevin and Vanna travelled from Florida to exchange their vows in the wild landscapes of South Iceland — a place shaped by wind, silence, and unpredictability. What began as a carefully planned journey toward Vestrahorn quickly turned into something far more meaningful: a day defined by instinct, adaptation, and trust.

Kevin and Vanna first met in high school. For years they remained close friends, even as life carried them to different cities across Florida. Seven years later, back in their hometown, something shifted. Friendship became love — steady, intentional, undeniable.
Their elopement in Iceland was not about spectacle. It was about choosing a landscape as bold and honest as their story.


The original plan was to travel east — stopping at Jökulsárlón glacier lagoon and Diamond Beach before exchanging vows beneath Vestrahorn.
But Iceland had other plans.
On the morning of the elopement, a severe snow blizzard warning appeared on our phones. The storm was approaching fast from the east. Instead of chasing a postcard vision, we turned west — driving away from the incoming weather and toward the unknown.

The winter sun followed us briefly before heavy clouds began closing in. Temperatures dropped quickly below zero. Time felt fragile.
Near the basalt formations of Kirkjugólf, we found a small hidden hill rising gently above the snow-covered ground. There, with wind building and clouds gathering overhead, Kevin and Vanna exchanged their vows — just the two of them, their photographer Stephanie Zakas, and me.

They were already miked when walking toward the hill. The first words captured in the film are simple and honest:
“Baby, it’s so cold.”
That moment — raw and unfiltered — established everything. The landscape. The courage. The intimacy.

Soon after, Iceland shut down for two days as the blizzard swept across the country. We had just made it back to Reykjavík.
The film opens with wind — then moves through fragments of Icelandic poetry, wandering landscapes, and quiet interviews recorded later in Reykjavík.
Vanna becomes emotional speaking about the future they are building together. The tone is romantic, reflective, and deeply connected to the shifting atmosphere of the day.
This was not an elopement controlled by a timeline.
It was one shaped by trust, weather, and instinct.

The weather in Iceland is never a backdrop element. If you’re curious to see how much the natural elements can shape an intimate ceremony, explore a pagan winter ceremony in Reykjavik during one of Iceland’s most intense snowstorms.

If you’re considering an intimate ceremony shaped by Iceland’s wild beauty, you can explore my approach as an Iceland Elopement Videographer.
For more intentional and intimate celebrations across Europe and beyond, visit my Elopement Videographer page.
If you’d like to continue the conversation or share your plans with me, I look forward to hearing more about your story!
