Post # 17
Lol yeah that sounds like what was running thru my head … oh plus .. DEAR LORD do not let me trip. I got taht out of my head when my youngest niece waved from the chairs and said … OH AUNTIE SO PRETTY … reeeeally loud lol
Post # 18
ahahahaha all of these are exactly what i was thinking. 😀 Though, my dad and I actually had dialogue about walking too slow. We were doing the step together step together at first, but I was too impatient so i said to him, let’s just walk it. And we did. 😀
Post # 23
“My feet are SO sweaty”
Post # 24
sigh….one of my regrets is that since we were about an hr late due to makeup artist getting lost and us running out of time, i think when i got out the limo i was still in ”haul ass” mode, so by the time me and my mom walked down the aisle i didnt take a breath, slow down and enjoy the moment. i also didnt look at DH because i kept looking down and feeling all flustered and nervous that we were so late
i do remember once i got to him that we just looked at each other, smiled and then i realized everything is ok, we’re finally at this moment we’ve waited for so long and its just where i wanna be 🙂 the first thing the priest said was ”in all my time as a priest i dont think ive ever seen a bride rush down the aisle that fast!” yeah lol
Post # 19
Yeah the real inner soundtrack is not as glamorous or romantic as one would hope:
Man I really should have broken in these shoes before today. But they’re white shoes! I didn’t know how to break them in without getting them dirty! Is that me that smells like armpits? Oh god I’m hungry! Oh there’s Jasmine and Rob, yay! Am I walking too fast? Yeah that’s ME that smells like armpits!
Post # 20
A few things I was thinking, while walking down our loooong aisle (our church is pretty big, and our 150 guests didn’t even fill half of the sanctuary):
- I have never been so happy in my life!
- Don’t trip, don’t trip…
- Okay, my nose is dripping, and I don’t know what the heck to do about it
- Holy cow, my childhood friend from NY is here…yay!
- WOW, this is really happening right now!
- As I’m smiling, I hope I don’t have lipstick all over my teeth (this happens frequently to me)
- I hope I don’t have to pee in the middle of the ceremony
- Please don’t fall (that one came up a lot) 🙂
Post # 21
Mine was more like…OMG SMILE you want good pictures idiot! and OMG DAD stop stepping on my dress! AHHH!!!!
Post # 22
“Oooh bugger! It’s too narrow. My skirt’s barely fitting down. How the feck are we going to come back up the aisle together?
“Awww… Puppy [husband] crying. Poor puppy. I want to give him a hug. I’ve missed him. Maybe when I hug him he’ll stop crying.
“Ooh look! Anne and Pete are here.
“My mum’s not crying. Why’s she not crying? That’s not fair! I chose this music so she’d cry!
“Blarks! Stood on my skirt! That wasn’t very graceful!
“Nearly there. Nearly there. Thank f*ck for that!”
Post # 25
“Wow! This is REALLY happening!!!! This is MY WEDDING DAY!!! I am finally walking down the aisle!!! I am getting MARRIED!!! Smile! Everyone is looking at you. Smile! Look to the left. Look to the right. ABSORB it ALL. Take it all in! You do NOT want to forget this moment!”
I should add that DH and I had already seen each other, because we did a first look, and I am so glad we did. We were married outside, starting at 6 p.m., and the sun was absolutely blinding! DH could not even see me as I was walking down the aisle. He was squinting into the sun, so I couldn’t really connect with him as I was walking to him.
ETA: I can’t believe that I forgot to add the other major thing I was thinking! “Oh my gosh! My veil IS getting caught on the concrete!! They told me that they didn’t think this would happen, and it’s happening! I am dragging my veil, and it’s catching on the rough concrete!! I hope this doesn’t look stupid! Is it even going to actually stay on my head? Is it going to tear?! I don’t want it to tear! I can’t believe my veil keeps catching!! Romantic, wasn’t it!? 🙂
Post # 26
I hope I don’t throw up or faint when I get to the altar! (NB: I did actually almost faint and had to take a few minutes in the vestry during the ceremony…how embarrassing!)
Post # 27
Don’t fall.. don’t fall..don’t fall.. hey wait is my dad walking faster than me? Don’t fall.. I think my shoes are sinking into the grass!… don’t fall… there he is!!.. (radio silence)
Post # 28
Love these posts! Precisely why I’m going to wear flats for the ceremony and save my gorgeous pumps for the reception!
Post # 29
I had on ballet slippers and was walking through the grass, so I kept stepping on the front of my dress, and all I could think was “kick your feet up higher so you don’t trip or rip your dress”! I couldn’t even look at anyone except my fiance. I knew if I looked at all of the people staring at me, I’d freak out! Mostly I was just afraid I’d fall!
Post # 30
“Calm down… ENJOY this. Enjoy every single second of this.” 🙂
Post # 31
I will probably be thinking almost everything that every one has been posting….
Except I will most likely remember this thread 10 months from now when I am walking down the isle and burst into laughter, cry and apologize and hope to God that I don’t fall.
I am not a high heel girl, and I am breaking in my wedding day shoes (I bought two pairs, one for practice & one for the real thing) so hopefully I will be comfortable walking down the isle in heels, but I will still be so worried that I will fall.
I say “EEEEEEE” all the time in real life so I am sure I’ll be screaming that in my head too. Also, I will be thinking to myself, “Am I smiling okay? I hope I don’t have some big goofy look on my face right now. Think pretty, think pretty! I’m floating! I’m a sexy fairy, yeah, sexy fairy, you go girl!”
Then I will be trying to remember my vows since we are writing our own and telling myself, “Don’t you dare forget your vows, Jo, don’t draw a blank, concentrate! How much longer do I have before the song ends? Please don’t let the song end before I get to the alter.”
When I get nervous I shake too so I’ll probably be giving myself a pep talk about not spilling our unity sand, or drop my part of the sand and break our sand vase. I can be a cluts so I would be trying to keep myself calm and making sure I am not hyproventalating in pure joy down the isle like some nub.