Weddingbee

Hello, dear hive.

Long time, no blog! It’s Mrs. Eggplant here, back from my sabbatical in the land of the married. Well, it has been nine months since the wedding and I have yet to post a recap of our wedding photos. Between nesting and working, I’ve been a negligent blogger. I do apologize!

I can’t move on from our wedding without some closure, so over the next few weeks, I’ll finally be posting our pro pictures from the amazingly talented Apertura, along with some of our wedding DIY projects. These posts are long overdue, but better late than never, right? Right. So off we go:

After seven months, I still smile when I revisit our wedding photos. People say that a wedding is just one day, merely a kickoff for a couple’s lives together. But, boy, what a day it is. Our wedding was the most perfect 12 hours of my life—not because I perfectly executed my pre-wedding projects (believe me, I didn’t!). The day was made perfect because I married my favorite person in the world and all of the people I cherish were there to celebrate with me, laughing, dancing, and having the time of their lives. I can’t imagine what could possibly top that.

The day began at our reception venue, Garden Court Hotel. I reserved a room the night before so that the ladies and I would have a gorgeous room to pretty ourselves in. Garden Court is a four-star luxury boutique hotel with impeccable service. For the price of a discounted standard room, GC upgraded me to a two-room suite complete with a king size bed, fold-out sofa, and a vanity ($500 if I had paid out of pocket). The suite was gorgeous, with tons of natural light and decorated in pretty colors. I used the space to have one last single gal slumber party.

The morning of the wedding started off without a hitch. I woke up in my hotel suite at 8am, surrounded by my favorite women. My friends, the selfless gals that they are, walked down to the corner coffee shop and brought me back a cup of Peet’s and a pastry. Coffee wasn’t the best morning beverage for a jittery bride, especially on an empty stomach. As I sipped my warm latte, I could feel the butterflies multiplying in my tummy.

But there was no time to be nervous. By 10am, hair and makeup had arrived and we got busy primping. Jen, my awesome hairstylist, set my hair in rollers with a shocking amount of hairspray and shooed me off to Nam for a bridal makeup treatment…

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I cannot sing enough praise about Nam Vo + team. She was everything I hoped for in a makeup artist: professional, efficient, and talented. I wish I had a “before” picture to show you the ashy skin on my cheeks and hideous dark circles under my eyes. I had high hopes for my makeup after a successful trial. Just as I expected, Nam nimbly performed her magic. My pale haggard face was transformed into a blushing, beaming bride. Amazing! Here she is in action:

Nam brought along the notes she had taken during my trial.

I was tickled pink as Nam gently applied the ever-so-popular blush color, Orgasm by Nars, on my cheeks.

Nam recently relocated to New York this summer, so if you live in the Big Apple and are looking for a makeup artist, I recommend her without hesitation!

While Nam was making me up, Jen finished styling the locks of my lovely ladies. They chose their own hairstyles and each of them looked stunning.

I kept a watchful eye on my cell phone clock. Luckily, I had planned a few hours of cushion time in case of emergency—hours that were a life saver during a bridal emergency later in the day.

A last, a lone moment of reflection before the real craziness begins…

Next up: Those dashing gents + Mr. Eggplant opens my wedding day gift to him!

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