I guess technically the wedding I assisted in shooting the other day was my second wedding. The first one was in St. John's Island in the Caribbean. I managed to rip my pants squatting for shots in that one. Luckily it was on the beach, and I had shorts with me. This was one was in West Seattle, at a park that overlooks the water and the city skyline. I did not rip my pants.
Weddings are hard to shoot. At least this one was, things happened fast. You need to get the right moments, etc. Props to the professional photographers who do this well.