If you remember in my last post, even Mr. Guinea Pig’s grandfather was dancing from his chair! And as the evening got later, the dance floor stayed packed. Having said hello to everyone at this point, Mr. Guinea Pig and I had also jumped onto the dance floor, only stopping so I could throw some flowers.
I would just like to point out the look of determination on my face right before I threw the bouquet. I have no idea why I thought I needed to focus so hard, ha! (Click photos to see them bigger)
Throw! (Maybe I had to focus because of how far away they’re all standing. I really had to launch that sucker!)
Friend H caught it! She’s Best Man J’s girlfriend of many years, so there was much laughter at the look on his face when he realized his girlfriend caught the bouquet, and what that ’symbolizes’.
Honestly though, I put no stock in that part of the tradition – we did a bouquet toss because I got a free toss bouquet as part of our flower package, and they can be fun. I’m pretty sure our DJ announced the toss without specifying who should be on the floor (ie, single ladies), because really – anyone was welcome to try to catch it! It was pretty fun to tease Best Man J after that, though.
The bouquet toss was the last of the planned events in the reception timeline – the rest of the evening was purely for dancing – and break it down, we did.
(I have no idea what’s going on in this photo, but I think it’s hilarious)
(Did we do-si-do? I don’t remember that!)
At some point there was even a conga line?! What can I say, we were having fun. In the midst of all this late night dancing, we had arranged for a ’midnight snack’ of milk and cookies. It was deeeelicious!
The cookies were warm and the milk shooters were just the right amount. It was the perfect late night snack for us because Mr. GP and I have a running joke about the amount of milk we consume (some weeks, we can go through 3 gallons!). When we first started dating we laughed about how we’d have to have milk at our wedding — and we did!
With that, it was almost time for our last dance and sparkler exit. Up next though: a quick run through of our details and some favorite photos of mine that somehow haven’t made it into posts yet, before I get to the end of the evening.
Did you do a bouquet toss despite not ’believing’ in the tradition? Are you having a midnight snack?
*** All photos in this post copyright Amy Deputy Photography ***