At first, the idea of running away to get married, to somewhere not only far away, but far away enough to be warm and DRY, was very appealing.
Mr. Shortcake and I met at and both went to the University of British Columbia, where the average October - April day is spent sloshing through the rain, shivering in your wet, seasonally-inappropriate clothes during class until you can’t stand it any longer, then sloshing back to your room, changing, and repeating the cycle ad infinitum.
However, as cute as my cheetah boots were,
I couldn’t stand the thought of mucking through puddles while wearing them and a latex-coated, gortex-lined rubber wedding dress -and so we started thinking of getting married in Hawaii.

( these are strangers, in Paradise)
Hawaii was warm, dry, and beautiful. Mr. Shortcake was really into the idea of dressing informally (i.e, swim shorts
Unfortunately, due to shaky health and old age, Mr. Shortcake’s grandparents wouldn’t be insured to fly to such a fete.
And that’s why I will end up wearing these.
My sweet, sweet, wedding rain boots. I will wear you with pride…….because we’re getting married in Vancouver!
I had cute pink rain boots all ready just incase it rained on our wedding day. I thought it would be cute with my short dress — but it turned out to be 82 degrees and sunny on Sept. 8th in Vermont — what are the odds?! I’m sure the sun will shine for you, and it it doesn’t you’ll get some cute photos with your boots and your HUSBAND (that will be fun, just wait) holding your umbrella for you!