Friday June 21st, 2013, I married the love of my life, Ty.
So shall I share my wedding day experience? I split it into two parts. Here is part 1 of our wedding. The photos that I have added are photos from friend's cell phones or cameras. Since our photos won't be done for a bit, the only photos we have are friends and family photos.
how can I describe it? .......perfect.
Not because nothing went wrong, but because the entire focus of the wedding was on the love of Ty and I. And you could feel it in the air. Let me go back a bit and tell you about our reception.......
"Ty, this song is a way for me to thank you for making me happier in the last three years than I've been since my childhood, for saving me in so many ways and most importantly, for being.....an amazing father to Scarlett....my song for you. I love you."
Amanda Russell. It was exactly what I wanted. Our cake cutting was as I expected...and as Ty didn't expect. He fed me nicely and I had a little fun....Haha.
There was an ora that just wrapped around you and I'm pretty sure everyone felt as peaceful and full of love in that moment, as I did. I remember exhaling and thinking, this day is here, it happened, it was beautiful and I wish I could stay in that moment for a good long time. Perfect was the word to describe it.But my wedding didn't start that way. In fact, a lot of things didn't go as planned. My mother told me something before the wedding that I repeated to myself. She said,
"Even though this is your perfect day, the day is not perfect. Things go wrong and if you expect perfection, you will be disappointed. "
And she was right. Just like any other day, sometimes things don't go as planned. I had my share as well. So luckily, I had her words in my mind the entire week of my wedding. The week before our wedding, we found out that one of our groomsmen couldn't make it to be in our wedding. I was pretty upset and Ty was disappointed but with some convincing from Ty, we both came to the conclusion that these things happen and nothing really mattered but our love. But bad news wasn't done. We had some unexpected things happen with our honeymoon and we had to cancel the week before. I was pretty bummed about this. I think I may have cried. Okay, yes I did indeed cry. But again, it was one of those things that was no one's fault and so we decided to rebook it for August and we carried on with wedding plans. Then, a week before the wedding, my flower girl dresses came in from London (two months late) and we were disappointed to find that they were all wrong! They were supposed to be floor length dresses of chiffon with a silver braided belt and lace capped sleeves. We got all that except Scarlett's dress was too short and Elyssa (my niece), her dress was too big, had a jagged hem and the outside transparent layer of the dress was about 5 inches different than the underneath layer.....I was panicking. We only had one week to fix them. We spoke with alterations and decided we would leave Scarlett's shorter and make Elyssa's shorter to match. And just like that, another problem was solved. No one would know but me that they weren't the exact ones I ordered. But of course, another hiccup came along. My flowers almost got delivered the week before the wedding due to a date typo!! This was a problem since I special ordered some very delicate flowers and might not have been able to get them if it didn't get caught in time. But it did. I began to exhale as everything came together.
Things were all in place and going smoothly. The morning of the wedding, I met all of my bridesmaids and mother for breakfast. We ate at a quaint country restaurant. Pretty good start to our day. My maid of honor, Ty's sister and I headed to my reception area to set up while the bridesmaids went to start wedding hair prep. All that know me, know that I am the type of person that needs to see for myself that things are in place. I didn't have a wedding coordinator when it came to my reception, I did it all myself with the help of some of my girls to set up. When we got to the reception area, we had one hour to set up 14 tables with centerpieces, 2 sitting areas, a seating chart, decor and more. We did it pretty quickly and made our way back to the ceremony location to start getting ready. The weather was perfect! Hair & Make-up was like an assembly line and by the time 3:00 rolled around, we all looked beautiful! The guys had met for lunch and were relaxing in the other building with beer. I was so happy with how the day was going. We had some snacks in our room & toasted with some champagne & strawberries before getting dressed. Before you knew it, the event coordinator called for us and the bridesmaids headed down to get in line. My dad joined me in my room & we took a couple photos together. "Ready?" He asked.
"Yes, let me just touch up my make up." I said. My make up was fine but my nerves were starting to over come me and touching up my make up seemed like a good way to stall for a moment. A way to let me regain my composure. I could feel myself getting hot. I grabbed my foundation and unscrewed the top with my shaky hands. The next part came in slow motion for me. I watched it slip from my hands, dance inside the sink and slowly, globs of tan foundation splattered down the bottom of my dress..........
I lost my breath. I froze. Four or five large splotches of make up streaming down my beautiful, vintage-inspired ivory wedding gown. "Dad!" I called in panic....My dad rushed in with towels. His face was as white as mine. After that, the room went blurry and I could feel myself start to hyperventilate.
(To Be Continued)
Part II Here