After spending the night on a yoga mat by my toilet on Thursday last week, and an entire day in bed on Friday, I rallied Saturday morning and spent a 13 hr day at our cousin’s wedding putting together the decor for the ceremony and reception. The bride and groom are a young couple, and working with a really tight budget, so we borrowed a ton of lanterns and fairy lights to give the space sparkle and romance. I mentioned that I had been asked to make the veil…. I will just say, looks easy enough, but sooooo not. I remade it twice, and wanted to throw it across the room on numerous occasions. French netting is not for beginners- it HATES being told what to do.
The venue was brilliant, the chapel upstairs and the reception hall downstairs, so we ran all the decor from the ceremony downstairs to the reception and decorated on the fly while everyone enjoyed some appys. Scotty played the role of MC and absolutely nailed it. The man is such a charmer. He had people laughing continuously, and men going as far as putting lipstick on and running across the room all in competition to try to get their table at the front of the dinner buffet line. If I could pick one moment, the one that stuck out and let me cross my goal of “see/experience something beautiful” on a near daily basis, it would be the bride, saying her vows through tears, taking moments to breathe and softly sob. I was so touched by the depth of love she had for him. It was so raw. So palpable. She was completely lost in that moment- committing herself to a life shared with her new husband.
I didn’t get much of a chance to take many photos of the decor or wedding party- I was busy running around decorating and then was completely wiped after i finished, but I trust the photographers caught some great images that I will eventually be able to get a hold of.