The Wedding Day Part 1: Getting Ready

The morning of my wedding I woke up with six beautiful ladies in my bed.

Not bad, not bad at all. Let me introduce you to everyone: Next to me on the far left you have Elizabeth, my Maid of Honor and life long bff/sister. To my immediate right is Laura, bff since 6th grade, and next to her, MayMay- other life long bff. This might get confusing so try to keep up. MayMay and Laura are cousins, but I became friends with both of them separately. MayMay and Elizabeth are now step-sisters, their parents got married when we were in college. Incestuous, isn’t it?

At the foot of the bed from left to right are my step-sister Taylor, and my college roommates Julia and Stina.I, proving that I am a true, natural beauty treated myself to a hearty breakfast of AN piece of bacon, a dollop of eggs, and a bit of some melon.Luckily my bridesmaids were a little more well-fed.Afterwards, our magical hair and makeup team got to work beautifying…Bridesmaids Dresses:For my bridal party I had 5 bridesmaids (Elizabeth, Laura, MayMay, Stina, and Taylor) and 9 girls in my house-party (Mollie, Jessica, Izzy, Melanie, Helen, Berry, Julia, Kathleen, and Isabel). The bridesmaids had long Amsale dresses in 5 different styles and shades of pinks/orange/reds that they chose. The house-party had short versions of the same styles/colors that they chose from as well. They looked like a canaaadiannn sunset. So beauty.

And I wore…Wait for it…These two beauties.

For the ceremony, this Amsale number:I worked with Amsale for a year on the dress, first deciding on the top and then going through many, many incarnations of the skirt. In the end, the top was a sort of swiss dot tulle, and the bottom was antique french lace. It was just magic.

Because the lace was like super fragilistic, and I am sort of a violent dancer, it was decided I would have an after-party dress. You might remember my troubles finding a short white sparkly number. But I did, sort of…but then I went to have it fitted and HATED it. Like 10 days before the wedding, and was in a MAJOR funk when I went to New York for my final Amsale fitting. I was only in the city for 19 hours, and after my fitting slumped over the Bergdorfs for some retail therapy, and was greeted by this Monique Lhuillier beauty.

I don’t know if you can tell from this picture, but it rules. It is the same style top as my wedding dress, and is gold lame. They only had 1, and it was my size. I mean…

Anyway. Getting ready. One of my favorite things I did in planning the wedding was insisting that the day-of be a big ol’ party while we got dressed, and it was:

Minus a few tears…Aww Laursie…

Bridesmaids/House Party also chose between a lovely flower in their hair…

Or woodland-nymph wreaths…Beauty.For lunch we had this fab spread of salad, cookies, tea sammies…and mas champiggly obv.I was surprisingly really calm all-day…I actually think it started to make my bridesmaids more nervous for me.Part of the reason I was so calm is I was avoiding putting my dress on like the plague, not because I didn’t LOVE it and feel amazing in it…because I knew once I did it was going to be game over and there would only be so much time to hustle me down the aisle before I exploded.Oh, oh here we go…The second Pete’s mom walked in…waterworks…

And then, just like that…it was time to go!

And no, I’m not going to leave you hanging…I will have a full post with the ceremony later today! I just thought this was a lot of me for one post, and it’s probably better to break them up a bit so you don’t get TOO sick of my face before this never ending recap is over