Remember this . . .
We’re up to 1:30. Our first look was definetly my favorite part of the day. I had wanted to see him before the wedding sooooooo badly because I knew I would be so excited that I wouldn’t be able to not touch him . . . I know it sounds weird, but i’m a cuddle bunny. I knew as soon as I saw him I would just want to be wrapped up in his arms for a minute or two and talk to him. Obviously I couldn’t do that at the alter so we chose to do a first look, and have a private moment together. Our photogs got some awesome pictures of us together before we saw each other. In this picture I’m probably saying “ what’d you have for breakfast babe” and then I got to see him! We spent about 10 minutes just the two of us, and then started in on some portraits.
This is where everything got way off schedule. The plan was to do some bride and groom portraits and then start in on the family portraits. Those were the two most important to me so that’s what I wanted to do first. Then we’d move on to bridal party fun shots. My mom and dad had set up some games, refreshements, cranked the air conditioning, and set up a tent outside to keep everyone cool and entertained while they weren’t having pictures taken! We knew it’d be a long 2 hours and I didn’t wany anyone but my sister to be running around doing stuff. Some of our family is notoriously late, and I was prepared for that. I had even tried telling them to be there by noon . . . so if they were 2 hours late they would still be there on time. I love my family so all I will say is it didn’t work out anywhere close to schedule. I thank god no one listened to me that morning and decorated, I also thank god for my sister who kept everything under control, and I thank god for my nephews who constantly kept coming up to where we were taking pictures to be nosy . . . they ended up helping when I needed someone to hold my bouquet or get us some water and they made me laugh! Finally, I thank God for my photographer who kept everything under control, went with the flow, and still made sure I got the shots I wanted and ones I didn’t think I needed and he made me do anyway.
Looking back I can’t believe the control freak, planner, slightly ocd girl in me didn’t freak out. I even questioned my MOH if she snuck me a xanax. But all I got was some champagne punch so, I credit my calmness to everyone I mentioned above, and the fact that I knew I was about to get married to the most pefect man.
After pictures, we were scheduled for an hour to relax, welcome guests, and touch up my hair/makeup . . . and then the real stuff. Here’s a few of my favorite pictures before we get into all that . . .