Here is the bride chugging a prenuptial Red Bull:
Here is the funky wedding cake (lots of chocolate layers inside!!!):
Here is the bride spinning fire at the reception:
She did remove her veil first for reasons of safety and inflammability.
It was by far the most fun wedding I've ever attended. But the best thing about it was how every careful detail reflected the bride and groom's personalities.
Personally, I am allergic to tradition, attention, fashion, and taffeta--everything weddings are made of. So my husband and I eloped to Hawaii (which reflected our personalities, too). But I know chicks exist who dream for years of their wedding day. I roomed with one of these people in college. There was a lot of bridal mag scattered about on the dorm room floor and a lot of "Jenn, which dress do you like better--this white one, or this white one?" *eyes crossing*
How about you? Are you a virtual wedding planner? Or, if your dad is like mine and offers you cash NOT to have a public ceremony, will you take the money and run?
5 comments:
love that cake!
It was delish and was made by someone famous. Someone so famous that I cannot remember her name.
The cake looks yummy. I like the ideas, too. Maybe I can juggle fire if we do a renewal of our vows for our 30th anniversary next year? On second thought, I'll leave that for the young and adventurous. May the bride and groom have fifty great years together.
I can honestly say that I never ONCE gave thought to marriage...until the last year or so. Now that I'm (I think) getting closer, and I've been through lots of friends' weddings, I have a better idea of what I want. Tradition, yes, but something a little unique, too.
I probably still have a while to go (N's brother gets married next fall and we want to plan ours for sometime after)...
But ANYWAY...loved Catherine's red wedding dress. You must give a call the next time you're in NYC.
Micol, my husband & I sat in the coolest cafe in Soho and said we should come to NYC at least once a year. But in reality, the plan we executed for tag-team babysitting just to get away for three nights was only slightly less complex than DNA. Maybe I will be back when the baby graduates from high school...in eleven years.
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