- 8 years ago
- Wedding: June 2010
Thought it’d help me get over them and pay it forward to those of you trying to get your day just right. Here goes (stop me if the list gets too long):
only took candids with my two professional photographers, NO posed photos and i’m sick over it;
left the marriage license at home (my bad). Officiant did his thing anyway, and we got it to him later, but I wondered during our entire honeymoon if we were really married!!
hired a make-up gal I knew would be late. so I completely missed my hair appointment and had to have her do it in the hotel room with my aunt running around the streets of new york city looking for ‘just the right size curling iron;
was sooooo excited by the crowds and the luuuuuuv I was feeling right after the ceremony that I only spent a minute with new hubby – long enough for him to thank me Three times for marryhing him (I’ll never forget that moment), but I think it would have been very dear to him if I’d stayed away from the madding crowd to give the two of us more private time together;
only had hubby’s best friend and elvis-obsessed look alike sing two songs and without his white and gold elvis pantsuit (though he was in full wig). He lit up the dance floor and he would’ve done a whole set if I hadn’t put my foot down earlier (my bad);
my two- or was it three-tiered french bustle kept collapsing on me and that really bugged me!
didn’t arrange properly for friends/family/florist to get my things back safe and sound to our place after the wedding so I lost A LOT OF GREAT STUFF;
my best friend with (with dyslexia) swapped around the seating cards when she put them out on one of my very long rectangular tables and completely screwed up the seating between work friends/bosses and long ago home-town friends; not good
got so carried away with the party – that we just kept telling the DJ to keep kicking it up a notch – and decided to forego the usual rituals. Yes, that includes first dance (we all danced all night, so it’s hard to say which was our first), bouquet toss, garter, cake cutting. can you imagine? (and I barely took a sip of alcohol; who had time)?
almost had a bridezilla moment when my brother’s wife said to me the night before that she wasn’t thrilled about my brother walking me down the aisle (our father has passed) because he should walk his own daughters down first when they get married (OMG)! I said I had a back-up (yeah, right) and went back to the night-before champagne and giggles with the girls!
had the wedding cake from hell from the caterer, but what could I do at that point? have someone knock it over? thought of that, but i hear it tasted good (his food and presentation were dynamite btw)
wrecked my wedding dress (that could be good or bad), filthy hem and shoes, but most unforgettable night of my life. Relive it all the time, ‘specially the ceremony. You??