Go towards what feels true.

Livia and Gabriel flew in from Brazil to elope, which on its own tells you most of what you need to know about them. They chose Sa Capelleta, a small stone chapel folded into the wild edges of the Sierra Tramuntana, reachable only by a walk in and out through pine and rock. It felt like the right kind of place for two people who'd crossed an ocean rather than book a hall down the road.

Glynis led the ceremony, and it was just the four of us really: Livia, Gabriel, Glynis and me, with the mountains doing the rest. They said their vows in Portuguese, which I don't speak, though it hardly mattered. Some things translate on their own. There's a particular kind of honesty that comes through in a small ceremony like that, no audience to perform for, nothing standing between the moment and the two people in it.

Afterwards we headed for the coast, because that's what you do, isn't it. A beach, a couple, golden hour, it's the shot everyone assumes they want. We got there, stood around for a few minutes, and none of us felt it. It looked right and meant nothing. I've learned not to force those moments; if it isn't there, no amount of good light fixes it.

So we left, on a whim, and drove up to Deià instead. That change of plan turned out to be the best part of the day. There was no brief anymore, nothing we were supposed to be doing, just three people wandering into a village to see what was there. Gabriel and I talked about Brazilian culture, fashion photography, the kind of images we're both drawn to; it turns out we like the same things: a bit gritty, a bit raw, more feeling than polish. Livia kept stopping for bougainvillea, the pink she can't walk past without noticing.

I've photographed Deià before. I thought I knew it. But watching the two of them discover it for the first time, the cobbled lanes, the stone houses catching the last of the light, made me see it again myself, as if I hadn't really looked properly the other times. That's the strange gift of shooting a place through someone else's first impression of it.

Nothing about that afternoon was planned, and that was exactly the point. If eloping somewhere far from home has ever crossed your mind, let Livia and Gabriel's day be a small nudge. Go towards what feels true, even if it means abandoning the plan entirely to find it.