Weddingbee Blog

I’m not ashamed to admit that my husband is much funnier and wittier than me. I really should ask him to apply for a weddingbee blogger position, shouldn’t I? Well, here are the rest of our teaser wedding pictures through Mr. Eggplant’s eyes (check Apertura’s blog to view the images in full size):

More Wedded Bliss (As Told by Mr. Eggplant)

Many of you may have already checked out the remaining pictures on our photographer’s blog, but I thought I’d finish off the set and let you know what really went on. People rarely hear words from the groom, but that’s usually because we’re still recovering from the honeymoon food comatose and the “Newlywed Nineteen”– the amount of weight you gain immediately after you get married. Word to the future grooms: Make sure you’re in your best shape before the wedding because that’s the thinnest you’ll ever be. And one would think I’d be lighter with all that cash leaving my pocket.

“Pure Joy” or “Team of Endearment”
I like that song with the lyrics that go, “the look of love is in your eyes…” because that’s what this picture reminds me of. The look on Mrs Eggplant’s face is so endearing that I smile every time I look at her. She seems so happy to marry me. Wow, a man can get used to this. One more oldies reference for the road… how great it is to be loved by you.

“Reading of the Vows” or “The Sum of All Tears”
People asked if I cried during the ceremony. I didn’t. Yes, I am a super masculine, chest-bumping manchild. Actually, the real reason I didn’t cry was because I teared a little right before the ceremony started. I think there’s an unsaid Crying Game that happens during weddings. Here’s how it works: Members of the wedding party MUST cry first, but the correct sequence is where the game is won or lost, my friend. If the bride or groom cries first, it’s going to be a sap-fest all the way through the ceremony, and all you’ll remember is how salty your face was. (We know how brides absolutely hate ruining their makeup.) Not good– and we all hate those moments you hiccup your way through heartfelt words. If one of the groomsmen cries first, he loses. It’s because he couldn’t hold back his man-tears before all of the bridesmaids, who are supposedly the weeping catalysts. Of those guests sitting in the pews, only those who can clearly see the bride and her father are allowed cry, but not until members of the bridal party do it first, which shouldn’t be a problem because they typically have the best view. And that brings us to the usual winners: The first domino, the super-supporting, BFF4Ever bridesmaids. They let everyone know when it’s okay to cry and channel emotion to the bride, who after 30 mins of pent-up joy, releases it all like Hawaiian rainfall during her vow– the perfect moment to cry. Game. Set. Match.

“Sleeping Beauties” or “Can They Kiss Yet?”
Mrs Eggplant’s little cousins are really adorable. I rarely use that word on anyone except on my wife, but those two little precious (another word I rarely use) girls are super-obedient, respectful, and camera-friendly. I’m so glad our photographers captured this moment because it goes to show that I need to work on my public speaking. My vows must have been booooring. I really need to avoid WWII analogies when speaking to young audiences. 

“Cozy on Campus” or “Forever Old Spice”
The lighting was superb that weekend, so the bridal session reflects that. Our photographers LOVE shadows. Whenever we go to a location with great shadows and lighting, one of them goes, “Love the shadows. Beautiful, beautiful. Love it. Love it.” I also get that way whenever I see baseball box scores or fantasy sports. This shot reminds me of those Axe deodorant commercials, except I’m not Abercrombie-looking and the girls aren’t as hot as my wife. (I can say that now and not feel guilty… fun.)

“Unveiling Love” or “Makeout Session”
We heard that the Stanfurd campus quad is a haven for bridal portraits and meandering students, but we didn’t see any on our day. I think it was midterm season. Either that, or there’s a special tour event at the linear accelerator. Hee hee *snort* *nerd laugh* I am a little embarrased to admit that one of my favorite class field trips was, in fact, the linear accelerator.

“Love’s Shadow is Time” or ” Pretty in Pink”
Another shot at the campus. I particularly like this shot because you can clearly see Mrs Eggplant’s profile and yet, the flowers in focus still pop. On a side note, the bride’s bouquet is HEAVY. Mrs. Eggplant made me carry it around for a while and it was like lugging around a five pound dumbbell. Oddly enough, she now has to lug around a 165 lb. dumbbell.

“Picture Perfect” or “I’m Going to be Paparazzi!”
We had a cocktail hour before our reception, so we tried to keep the guests entertained until we got back from our bridal portraits. Here is one of the flower girls snapping up a shot of some unsuspecting family member. Her mom is explaining to her the concept of film and how it will one day be used as toilet paper and household insulation.

“First Dance” or “Dancing with a Star Princess”
One of my favorite moments was our first dance. I think it was because we didn’t worry about others. For those four minutes, time stood still, as they say. I am reminded of the great poets Lifehouse, who once wrote “… ’cause it’s you and me… and all other people…” It felt that way.

“More Dancing” or “Dance Dance Revolution: From Another Angle”
This is another angle from our first dance. I think it’s cool how it’s all a blur around us.

“Baker’s Delight” or “Flour Flower Power”
There’s the expression, “you can’t have your cake and eat it too.” Well, the story with this little piece of work hopefully refutes that claim. When we originally budgeted our wedding, we did not factor in the budget money for chairs. Truth be told, who would? Well, as my first lesson in husbandry, Mrs. Eggplant convinced me to move the dollars allocated for our cake to the lovely (yet flimsy) chiavari chairs that you see in the picture’s background. We initially decided that dropping the cake was fine because we already set our sights on a chocolate fountain, which would serve as a dessert. Well, as the wedding approached, we (although “we” all know what I mean) decided to still have a cake. So we went to a cheaper baker and ordered a small cake. It was pretty and a cake, so Mrs. Eggplant was happy. It was very affordable and edible, so I was happy. And Mrs. Eggplant was happy, so I was even happier. That’s how we had our cake and ate it too.

“Guy Love” or “Should I Leave You Two Alone?”
Mrs. Eggplant’s reaction says it all. My best man gave a touching and hilarious speech and at the end, he decided to sing me a song with an original video playing on our projectors. He sang “Guy Love” from Scrubs, a very appropriate song for us… I guess? I chimed in for the chorus, simply because I couldn’t bear to hear only his voice any longer. If you know my best man, you can see why he’s been my friend throughout all these years… It’s guy love.

“Shadow Dancing” or “Chinese-Irish Jig”
This is another one of our photographers’ “shadow” shots. I like how it captures the innocent dancing of the night.

“Flash Dance” or “C’mon Ride this (Wedding Dress) Train, C’mon Ride It”
Speaking of innocent girls dancing, here is how the night ended: With a packed dance floor. Although we (I speak only for myself and a handful of our aunts and uncles) aren’t the most coordinated bunch, we make up for it in passion and intensity. Unfortunately passion and intensity look horrible in photos, so here you have joy and rhythm.

And that’s our wedding story in a nutshell.