our wedding day

{part two}

so i have reaaaallly been putting off each of these posts as this can mean only one thing....it's really coming to an end. there are days when i have these waves of relief (while sitting in my 3' x 4' cubicle), when i think to myself "i have sweet dick all to do tonight. i could honestly just go home, put on my pajamas and sit on the couch for 4 hours" and i start smiling like an idiot. but then i have these moments of panic (while sitting in my 3' x 4' cubicle), when i think to myself "i have sweet dick all to do tonight, and all i want is to make crafts and stress out about something wedding related and then drink a bottle of wine".

the wedding is over. now what? now friggen' what?

i guess i will just deal with it as it comes--or maybe i will divorce paul and make him do this all over again. for now, i will just bask in the residual glow of the best day of my life, and recap the hours spent getting ready to see the boy. i left off with my panties knotted knowing i had to leave the venue and the fate of my wedding in the hands of our trusted vendors, so i could get to the b&b to shower and do my thang.

i walked into our room to find that my mom and two of my bridesmaids jen and laura, already had their hair done and were well into makeup. they looked so pretty and so ready for the day, that it made me eager to start turning into a bride. i had three of my fabulous friends lindsay, tammy and neena helping with hair, makeup and eyelash control-they were my own little dream team that helped make everyone look and feel the way i always hoped they would. i had all the stellar ladies in my life around me that afternoon--something i will always cherish and never forget.

i was so excited to see our videographers {dave and andrey} and photographers {nataschia, mike and calvin} had arrived. i loved that they have all worked together on weddings and events in the past, and have this fabulous little community that works together seamlessly, are on the same creative page, and help each other achieve the best end result. after seeing the pictures and watching our wedding video, they confirmed for me that we clearly chose the best team to capture us and our wedding day.

i had hoped to make paul's boutonniere, and it actually happened, which was very exciting. my fabulous florist had dropped off the bridal party flowers while i was at the hall, and had tucked away a white peony bloom for me. while having my hair done, i sipped my mimosa and worked away--shaking like a leaf, i got it finished and was very happy with it; simple, sweet and very paul. our photographer/video crew very conveniently were able to bring the bout and the gift i had for paul, over to the boys who were at his mom's. they got to shoot them getting ready, drinking scotch and surprise surprise playing nintendo.

i thought a long time about what i wanted to get for paul, and was really happy with my choices. an embroidered hanky made by a lovely girl on etsy, a pair of cufflinks (ah hem, also etsy) made from vintage typewriter keys that had his initials on them and his own "little black book" which my photographer had made up of photos from a boudoir session i had done with her. girls, if you need to get something super special for your man, please do a boudoir sesh. i can't even begin to explain the kind of experience that it is. i stole some of his clothes (his favourite cardigan, a crisp white dress shirt, and my favourite plaid shirt of his), gathered some classic props (suitcases, lots of lingerie, pearls and shoes), spent some money at {VS} and let nataschia do her thing in her spectacular studio one saturday afternoon in january. the photos turned out JUST as i hoped they would, classic, fresh, pretty, super sexy and just what paul would want. the day of the wedding he wrapped it up just as fast as he opened it, warned the boys not to look at it...then hid it under the seat of his car and locked the door just to be sure. it's his and no one else's.

back at the b&b my bridesmaids were dressed and accessorized and i couldn't believe my eyes. they each looked like their own individual woman, with their own style and taste, you could tell each one apart so clearly and perfectly. and then they stood together and it was like they were each a chapter of my crazy wedding story...and it all made sense. they took my breath away. they made me proud. i loved them more in that moment then i knew i could.

getting into my gown was the exact moment every girl dreams of...having your bridesmaids and mom help you into your wedding dress...helping you fix your underwear and adjust than readjust your tits until they are just right...it's not exactly as romantic as it is in the movies, but it was real and wonderful. i was ready to get the show on the road, but not before my maid of honour jules made me sit down and open a gift from paulie. his card was incredibly sweet and of course not signed...lol...but it was the strand of classic white pearls he picked out himself that was the cherry on top. they were the perfect choice...and he knew i would love them.

the moment i worried about most was seeing my dad for the first time. he has a special place in my heart...can make me break down with just one look, i am a daddy's girl in every sense of the word. they had him wait for me at the bottom of the stairs of the b&b (another movie moment let me tell you), and it was just as i expected it to be--lots of tears, lots of hugs and incredibly special. i pinned on his boutonniere and was finally ready to go.

now i am so excited to see the boy, i could pee in my dress...