- 9 years ago
- Wedding: June 2009
I won’t bore you with a recap of family formals. Necessary evil in my book. They aren’t artistic, they’re just there. Parents love ’em, so cool. We only had from 630-715 to do all our formals (INCLUDING those of Darling Husband and I) so we were booking it. This was so rushed and all I wanted to do was have a glass of wine.
First up: Pic of my parents. They’re wonderful and drove ma a little crazy that day, but hey, what else should i have expected? I know it was hard for them, having lost my brother last year, and they know this is the only wedding they’ll give me away in (ideally, anyways, haha) and mom had a tough day. She kept it together though, knowing that if i caught her crying, I’d fall apart too. Right when my brother decided to put his life on the right track, he promised he would, so he could attend my wedding. He did get his life together. Car accidents take you at the worst times, dont they? Anyways, i’ve seen their marriage evolve a lot in the last year and I can only hope we have that sort of resilience to support each other through it all, no matter how bad one of us is hurting right along with the other. They’re celebrating their 25th anniversary in the dominican as we speak. I’m so jealous.
Ok, a close up of my Bridesmaid or Best Man dresses. Mom made them and we all love them. This lovely beauty is my sorority big sis! The sashes make a bow in the back. They’re so cute, everyone loved them. My mom’s a rockstar, what can I say? As you can see in the third pic, they’re flattering on all shapes and sizes.
Toast, yay! Ok i’m starting to feel egocentric, posting up a bajillion picutres of me and my wedding. Yikes. BUT, this one is cool b/c it’s the classic clinking pose, you can see my something blue ring (yay!) and my sweetness of a hair flower glittering away behind my ear. I loved ditching my veil for that thing.
Lastly, before i move onto my final post about crazy dancing…cake. Open wide should have been the motto. I am going to advise all of you to practice this. It is not easy to cut cake, then put a piece in someone else’s mouth. He cut a huge piece for me, crammed it into my mouth, then crammed the rest in his mouth. So much for classy, sweet cake nibbles. So don’t bite off more than you can chew, then lean in for a kiss and make the bride nervous you might spit the cake up onto her dress. Talk about chipmunk cheeks! I included a huge strip of photos for that b/c i couldn’t pick out which one was the most ridiculous.
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