- 6 years ago
- Wedding: December 1969
I wish I had begun blogging sooner to help me clear my thoughts, but wedding planning is no joke. In six months I had done over 90% of the planning. When I first got engaged, I had asked 3 friends to be my bridesmaids, believing that these women would be the ones to help me plan my day and to help give me perspective during emotional lows. I didn’t receive the help that I had wanted for so many reasons so I ended up doing things alone. Even my husband wasn’t helpful because he was focused on graduating college. I dealt with all the vendors on my own and planned the day to the best of my ability, but of course there was a million things that came up that I had not anticipated. Here’s the good, the bad, and the ugly of my wedding day:
– It rained right after the ceremony
– My family and relatives essentially footed the bill of the wedding because they were so generous
– I decided to hire the make up artist earlier than usual so that we didn’t have to stress out so much that day
– It was 88 degrees with 100% humidity in May. I wore a 13 Ibs Maggie Sottero SaBelle dress so it was stinking hot. I tried to remedied this by wearing a lighter petticoat that had metal wires to allow leg movement, but it was so humid the petticoat was sticking to me anyway. My original petticoat made my dress look fuller and essentially better and I wsh I had simply bought a sturdier petticoat with metal rings.
– My sister in laws wore slutty lacey red and blue dresses that reached up to slightly higher than the middle of their thigh. One of them wore lacey black leggings under her lacey blue black dress. The one who wore the lacey red one walked the ringer bearer (her son) down the aisle. I wasn’t even bugged by it on that day because I was more concered about the uglies (see below)
– The reception lost my seating chart assignment and couldn’t figure out where the table numbers go. They figured it out once I told them and it caused a slight minor delay.
– My mother in law and father in law’s tire broke down and they decided to fix that before heading to the tea ceremony. OF ALL DAYS!
– The limo driver got lost while trying to get to my house. She made the wrong turn three times which caused the trip to turn from 15 minutes to 45 minutes. She said she didn’t have a gps, but when we were heading to the reception, she pulled out her iphone which clearly has a gps.
– The tea ceremony ended later than I had anticipated. My mom was trying to prepare a billion traditional cultural things that I had asked her to skip and therefore no one was ready by our arrival time. Pouring tea for 10 people would be easy right? It took 1.5 hours.
– Because of the delay with the limo driver, traditions, and schedule planning, we didn’t have the time to take pictures in Central Park. We took pictures for 30 minutes in Astoria Park (NOT the same) and left early because there really wasn’t any other pictures to take of. I had worked out a schedule with the people I bought a wedding package from and they told me 3.25 hours was enough time to go Central Park to take pictures and come back. I had sent out a schedule to over 15 people and not ONE person told me I should reconsider changing the order of the schedule. On the BIG DAY, my photographer basically told me we didn’t have time to take pictures at CP if we wanted to make it back for the ceremony. I was so let down.
– The baker delivered a lopsided cake that wasn’t the right dimensions. I ordered a five tier rolling fondant cake, but the fondant had obvious cracks in it and parts where the baker clearly folded was showing. Basically it wasn’t smooth. Oh and did I mention that it was falling over? It came slanted. The third tier was almost at a 45 degree angle and the designs on the cake was lopsided. I know the weather had an impact on this, but fondant shouldn’t come slanted and cracked. The shape was also not right.
I loved my engagement photos, but on the wedding day, I looked harried and upset in some of the pictures. I didn’t even get to take pictures where I wanted and the ones that I have all looked the same because the park/garden was small. Should I do a post wedding photo/trash the dress session?