Two years ago, we went to a family wedding on the Sonoma Coast—one of those gatherings where you hug people you haven’t seen since flip phones were a thing, and someone’s always crying before the ceremony even starts. (Usually me. Sometimes Alpha Man. It’s a team sport.)

And the second we arrived, I just… stopped.

Because wow.

The Sonoma Coast doesn’t ease you in. It grabs you by the collar and says, Hi. Welcome. Here’s your new personality. Rugged cliffs rising out of the Pacific like they’ve been holding secrets for centuries. Waves crashing with that relentless, untamed energy that makes you feel both tiny and wildly alive. Cypress trees twisted into gorgeous, windswept shapes—like they’ve been slow-dancing with the breeze since before anyone invented “coastal aesthetic.”

Golden hour hit the rocks and turned everything honey-warm, like the whole world was lit from the inside.

It was moody. It was romantic. It was real.

And standing there in heels I had no business wearing and a slightly inappropriate amount of champagne in my bloodstream, I thought:

I have to set a series here.

Enter The Colburn Brothers.

I wanted a place where love stories could unfold against something powerful and unpredictable—where the landscape isn’t just a backdrop, it’s a character. Because that coastline? It mirrors the best parts of falling in love: the pull, the crash, the quiet moments that sneak up and wreck you in the best way.

And the brothers needed to be rooted in something true—history, depth, salt air, and just enough danger to keep your heart beating a little faster. The Sonoma Coast gave me all of that. It handed it over like a dare.

So here’s to unexpected inspiration at family weddings. To the views that stop you cold. To the places that make you feel something you can’t quite name—until you put it on the page.

The Colburn Brothers are waiting for you.