Weddingbee Blog

Because we were doing so many things, it took me a while to realize the flowers were missing. I couldn’t wait to see them.

If you will remember, after I met with our wedding coordinator, I thought I was getting this style of bouquet, but with a mix of white and purple flowers.

Well, the flowers were finally delivered to our room and what we got was this:

This is a very lovely photo by our photographer that does way too much justice to the flowers: four bunches of white roses with five fuchsia-colored orchid stuck in each one. Fuchsia. The girls’ bouquets had about 10 or 12 roses in them and mine had a couple more than that. Um… yeah.

Part of me was immediately filled with regret over changing my all-orchid order for “mixed” flowers. But then again, the orchids weren’t even purple so an all-orchid bouquet wouldn’t be much better. Oh and did I mention I reaaaalllly dislike white roses??

But you know what? I did what any DW bride could do in such a situation: shrug.

I mean, what else could I do? There were only a few hours to our wedding, so I had to make the best of it. At least there was one thing we could fix - the atrocious presentation. Seriously, what the hell was with that explosion of purple ribbon at the top? And with the lazy wrapping of the handle which revealed cheap white ribbon underneath? And the loooong skinny stems that stretched way past the end of the purple ribbon?

Well, first I shrugged. Then I squared my shoulders and prepared to pull a MacGyver.

(Can I just tell you how much I love that photo? Really. I don’t know what it is… The fact you can see Mama Sea Breeze’s wedding band? The spots on her hands? The fact I couldn’t have done this without her? … But this photo makes me tear up.)

Along with Miss P, Mama and I chopped off the offensive stems for each bouquet and began the task of re-wrapping the purple ribbon and inserting more pearl tipped pins. No, we didn’t have a Swiss Army knife, but we did have scissors and pearl tipped pins. Whew!

At least that part of them was nice, in the end.

Then, just when I thought there was nothing worse than those bouquets, I saw the boutonnieres. We had ordered a whole bunch that were supposed to match the bouquets. Instead we got this: a box of white carnations. For which we paid $9.00 U.S. apiece. Awesome.

At least there’s one good thing about hating your bouquets—you have no problem whatsoever plucking flowers out of them to put in your friends’ hair.

Looks like we’re almost ready!

Excuse me, is there a bride in the room? Oh that’s right… it’s ME! YAY!!

Aw, I adore you girls!

And I don’t know what I’d do without you, Mama Sea Breeze. I love you.

Were you disappointed with your flowers on your wedding day? Did you also perform some last minute DIY alternations to them?

Photos by Photophil Steingard and his sidekick, Michael Steingard.

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