Weddingbee Blog

On the morning of our wedding, I woke up surprisingly calm. My cousin, bridesmaid S, and best girl, Sister Beagle stayed over at my house after the rehearsal dinner, while my soon-to-be husband stayed elsewhere. We decided not to see each other until the ceremony, so my morning was without any major time constraints. I finished putting the last minute touches on the bouts and bouquets while the girls slept. Once everyone was up and about, we had a wonderful breakfast at one of my favorite local cafes and then we headed over to Aveda to get our hair done. I treated all my bridesmaids to a hair-do to keep things simple (I didn’t want the out-of-town girls to worry about finding a salon Saturday morning), while my sister and I had our makeup done. Once everyone was done with our appointments (and a quick stop at Target), we went back to my house where the girls put on their dresses and I collected my bridal attire, accessories and any straggling wedding/reception items. It was finally time to head to the church!

I’ll admit that at this point, I started getting a little nervous. It wasn’t too terribly bad, but I completely regretted not seeing my husband before the ceremony. I think it would have nixed all the unnecessary nerves, anxiety, and butterflies.

We arrived at the church about two hours before the ceremony started and camped out in our room:

Shortly after our photographers showed up, our day-of-coordinator arrived fully prepared:

After about an hour or so of chit chatting, I decided it was probably time to fix my hair. Since I was wearing my hair down, my stylist just rolled my hair and gave me instructions on how to prep it when the time came. Bridesmaid C and Sister Beagle unleashing the curls:

The trick to keeping my locks curly? Hairspray, hairspray and more hairspray (of this variety—I love this stuff, it’s light and lets your hair move while still keeping everything in place):

While we were still waiting, I had many visitors stop by to check on me. My beautiful mother-in-law (holding one of our wedding programs and wearing the corsage I made/have not blogged about…):

And several of my aunts (my mom’s sister, far right):

Then suddenly, it was time for me to put on my dress!

*all images courtesy of the lovely ladies at ALCollective

Need to rewind?

• We rehearsed.