By the time our formals were finished my feet were freaking killing me, so I swapped my cute (but painful) heels for my sexy platforms. That’s right. I totally wore Playboy bunny flips flops at my wedding. And you know what?! They were comfy as hell!
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Just outside of our private room, the cocktail hour was in full swing and slowly our friends and family trickled out to join the party. Our photographers and videographer soon followed suit in order to take some footage of our reception space. For the first time that day, Mr. Coyote and I found ourselves completely alone. No family members, no coordinators, no photographers. Just us.
If you’ll remember, Mr. Coyote and I took a dance lesson a few days before the wedding. I clearly underestimated how much my feet would hurt that day and practiced our dance in my wedding heels. Because I had just switched into gigantic flip flops, I was super nervous and convinced myself that I would be slipping and sliding all over the dance floor. I begged Mr. Coyote to practice with me a few times to make sure that I could, so we technically had our first dance as husband and wife alone.
It was the most peaceful, beautiful moment of the day. I don’t even remember what we talked about. I just remember being in that room together—spinning, twirling and savoring a quiet moment with my new husband. After a few run-throughs (which I totally nailed by the way!) and a few private smooches, we slipped out of the room to greet our friends and family.
Married bees, did you find any time to be completely alone with your spouse on your wedding day?
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