Post # 16
I was so nervous. I just focused on staring at my now-hubby. Smiling so hard because I refused to cry (I’m usually a crier). I could tell my hubby was tearing up but he held it together.
I was so glad my dad walked me down the aisle so he could help me stay focused and together! I was so happy but I think in shock that the day finally arrived so it didn’t feel real, even though it did, if that makes sense?
Post # 17
I remember waiting with my father and thinking how handsome and happy my father looked, and how lovely all the decor and music was. When it was my turn to go, I remember seeing my mom stand up and turn around, which was the cue for the musicians to change the music and everyone to stand up. After that I was fully concentrating on not tripping over the one brick step at the end of the aisle between me and my future husband. Once the step was successfully navigated, I could turn my attention to my husband. He looked amazing and he looked ready. I realized my adrenaline was pumping at that point so I concentrated on relaxing so my hands and voice didn’t shake. I was successful for the most part. There were some religious readings. My brother did one, and I was filled with joy because he had a health issue earlier in the year, and I didn’t know at that time if he would be able to participate. My other brother and my husband’s sister did an epic reading from the Lord of the Rings. Another friend sang a song. One of my bridesmaids came with her 9 day old baby, when I never expected they would make it. I was overwhelmed by all the love that surrounded me and my husband. I was just happy.
When it was over, I was so excited for photos in the forest, and super thrilled I didn’t mess it up. Also I was happy to be married to my husband, because he is awesome.
Post # 18
We did first look photos and spent a big chunk of the morning together, so I don’t know if that took the edge off of the nerves.
The aisle wasn’t large enough for both of my parents and I. That plus the fact that I wore mukluks instead of my heels during the ceremony meant that by the time we’d made it to my husband, my dress was torn, I’d fallen down and dropped an F bomb (true to form – my husband knew who he was marrying). I don’t really remember what he looked like or his expression when I came up the aisle but it was great to be there with him once we got going. I still can’t picture his face, but I remember the feeling of holding his hands.
Post # 19
Oh my god this is my worst fear! I hate wearing pale colours at the best of times. How did your gown get ruined?? Hodgy527 :
Post # 20
- Wedding: May 2018 - City, State
it was run over lol. Ripped it so much it wasn’t salvageable and there were tire tracks up the back. An unfortunate situation for sure, but hey it certainly made it memorable!
Post # 21
- Wedding: February 2018 - UK
I remember being worried that I would cry, but I didn’t. I had the meeting with the registrar, and when I got up to enter the ceremony room I suddenly felt like I was desperate to pee! Everyone just said it was nerves, and made me go into the room.
There was a carpet down the aisle, and it was raised up at the far end, so I was concentrating on not falling over that, and also walking slow enough that my stepdad could keep up with his bad knee. About halfway down the aisle, I looked at my husband and had a brief moment where I welled up, but it passed in a second.
Throughout the ceremony, when we weren’t holding hands, I had no idea what to do with my hands, so I just awkwardly put them on the front of my dress. We have loads of photos where I look like I’m trying to stop a stomach cramp! The actual vows are a bit of a blur.
The second we walked out the door, I just told him I really did have to pee, and he just laughed and said he’d been able to tell I was dying to go… very romantic!
Post # 22
OMG that sounds so stressful!!! Wedding day is already stressful enough, but having to deal with a dress disaster would push me over the edge LOL. I’m really glad it all worked out and you got down the aisle!
Post # 23
When my SO and I get married, I will do a first look. The walk down the aisle can be the first look for the guests, but my future husband and I will be doing our first look with each other in private.
At my first wedding, I walked down the aisle and did the whole “we didn’t see each other before the wedding” thing. I don’t remember what my ex husband looked like while I was walking. Frankly, he was too far away for us to make proper eye contact, and as I got closer, the magic was already kind of gone. The whole way down, I was too worried about not tripping, whether my smile looked awkward, and why some woman my parents wanted on the list brought her daughter instead of her husband to the wedding. (Seriously, the things you fixate on and can’t get out of your head.) By the time I got to the altar, I was relieved just not to have to focus on walking anymore.
I would much rather an organic environment where my SO can freely express himself instead of standing in one place, I can see his eyes and smile and expression when he first sees me, and we can laugh and hug and exclaim (and even kiss) whenever we damn well please. Having to be staid and do the whole pomp and circumstance thing when I would rather be in arms isn’t going to work.
ETA that my SO totally agrees with me. He wants our moment to be about us, without onlookers. He thinks the excitement of the ceremony itself will be plenty when the walk down the aisle comes, but that he’d much rather be able to take in the overall picture. For instance, the reactions of our guests, the music, etc… as in, he’d rather not spend my walk down the aisle straining to see me from 50 feet away while also taking in everything else.
Post # 24
Absolute peace. Like coming home after too much time away.
Post # 25
- Wedding: June 2018 - England
honestly I am not one for being the centre of attention but I kept reminding myself it was all my family and friends, and the when I was walking down the aisle nothing else mattered but my husband anyway. It was the happiest moment of my life!!
Post # 26
it was amazeballs. DHs eyes were magical, I couldn’t stop staring into them. A friend said it’s like a cloche from Beauty and the Beast is put over you and no one else matters. I’d agree.
Post # 27
this is an amazing and perfect description
Post # 28
I thought I would cry. I’m not normally shy but when the gravity of 150 people looking at ME as I walked down the aisle hit me it sort of had me terrified. I was terrified of tripping, first and foremost. I don’t really know why but that’s all I could think about. You can see my stiffness in the before pictures and how much more relaxed I was after.
I feel like I remember snippets of actually walking. I walked too fast, I do remember that, not that it mattered. I remember trying to make sure I looked at DH but I do remember looking around some, and in my pictures you can see me glancing at guests. But boy was I SMILING! It might have been a little bit of anxiety mixed in with happiness but I definitely didn’t cry like I thought I would. Ceremony was short and sweet, I was so much more relaxed afterwards and I didn’t stop smiling the rest of the evening. Everything was wonderful and even if I don’t remember it all I have pictures to help!