I’m not entirely clear on the details of this since I didn’t see it, but I think the reverend walked in with the groomsmen behind him from the back of the chapel before Mr. Genie walked in. I had decided because of the height disparities between the bridesmaids and the groomsmen (a foot in one case!) that the girls should walk alone down the aisle.
After they filed in, Mr. Genie showed MIL-Genie to her seat, and they were followed by FIL-Genie.
FIL and MIL Genie were both so helpful during the wedding planning. Besides their financial help, it was great to get their input on things and vent when we needed to. We wouldn’t have anything remotely close to our wedding without them.
They were followed by KK, Pow, Sis, and MOH Wino.
When I left off, my dress was in progress, or in limbo, as I called it. Right after that last picture was taken, my mom drove me to the airport to catch my flight home to Los Angeles and Mr. Archer. Then, I waited (not so patiently, tbh) for just over a week while Momma Archer’s nimble fingers worked their magic to finish my dress. I was so excited when that big box was delivered, to see my dress completed and have it in my possession. I definitely had a moment of OMGSOSOON, and must admit that I did a little dance—thorough testing, you know. And that weekend, I played dress up at a friend’s gorgeous home in the Hollywood Hills and had my bridal portraits made.
A confession—we shot these the day after my shower and our joint bachelor(ette) here in LA, and after excessive amounts of revelry and champagne, I was feeling rough. I was not in love with the idea of getting done up, a photo shoot, or anything but sleeping it off, really. It is a testament to Jhovany’s skill that he managed to hide the hot mess. I mean, I even forgot to wear my engagement ring—who does that? Regardless, my mom was really pleased with these pictures, so mission accomplished.
The morning of our wedding day, I woke up early and checked the weather. Clear as a bell! Then it hit me: after fifteen months of planning, our wedding day was finally here! I was finally going to get to see all of my planning come to fruition. All of a sudden I couldn’t wait and I wanted to get married immediately. Too bad it was only 5:00AM!
After eating a light breakfast, jumping up and down on my bed, showering and finishing up my vows I made my rounds to wake up the bridal party. Most of us had rooms on the same floor, so I went door to door demanding that everyone get showered and head over to my room to get ready. I was kind of a brat, but my family has a reputation for being a wee bit tardy. Thankfully, everybody got a move on and before I knew it, my make-up artist and videographer had arrived! I only had to wait a little longer before I could get fancied up with these little things:
Simple as that, hive, the Toadstools won’t go on a honeymoon. We allege different things, like how it’ll be December and we couldn’t visit a beach, how we have another wedding just days after us and can’t miss it (we can, but we say we can’t), how the holidays will be here before we know it and won’t have time, but the only truth is we can’t afford it. It all comes back to money.
We just bought a house (Can you say yaay? YAAY!), so we’re trying to take care of it. There are a million things to do for that house trying to make it a home, and all that is happening while we pay for a wedding. So no, there’s absolutely no money left to pay for a honeymoon.
If I can be totally honest hive, I don’t care. We’re moving in together for the first time after the wedding, we’ve never been on our own for more than a day, and for me going to our home and spending the weekend together will be the perfect honeymoon.
Sure, how amazing would it be to go to Disneyland? I’ve never been there (don’t judge):
Image via Disney Weddings
The rest of our evening went by in such a blur, sometimes it’s hard to believe it even happened. And although our photographers managed to catch some of the excitement before they left, the majority was documented by our videographer and our guests.
There were awkward love sandwiches:
Photo by Upstate Photographers
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There are so many things you discover about yourself and your significant other when you’re planning a wedding. Like, it turns out Mr. Whale is a bit of a fashionista (fashionisto?).
At some point early on in wedding planning, I showed him a picture that I really liked (I want some gigantic swirly lollipops).
Mr. Whale just loved what the groom is wearing. I thought, “Sure, that guy looks pretty dapper. And I love his tie. My groom is going to look great.” Fast forward to now. We recently discussed what he was going to wear. And he told me he wants a white suit.
It might be because I am a little over-caffeinated this morning (note to self: two cups of coffee before 8:00am is always too much!), but I had the song “Sunrise, Sunset” from Fiddler on the Roof running through my head this morning. (You won’t believe how random my mental playlist can be…I always wake up with the strangest songs stuck in my head. I chalk it up to exciting dreams ) If you’ve seen Fiddler on the Roof, you might remember the beautiful scene with the marriage procession, and the dramatic song that accompanies it:
So let’s talk about planning an outdoor wedding around the timing of sunset. Mr. Wallaby and I love to dance, and we have both always envisioned having a night wedding—so we wanted our outdoor reception to begin as the sun was going down. It takes some careful planning, though, to coordinate the wedding-day festivities with the sun’s schedule.
When it comes to planning a wedding, everyone has a budget. In the end, we were right on budget. The spending didn’t break down exactly the way we thought it would, though. Here’s where we saved and where we splurged.
Places we saved money:
Places we splurged:
DVsBRIDE shows off her stunning cushion cut halo engagement ring! What a beauty!
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Given my love of The Beatles, it’s probably no surprise that “When I’m 64” wound up as our cake cutting song. Sing along with me as we scroll through the sweet images of our cake cutting, thank you speech, and a spontaneous nighttime photo shoot.
Our colorful geometric cake from the Hotel duPont encircled by votives, bridesmaid bouquets,
and other details.
Wednesday, Miss Blue Whale wrote about why she’s not having a first look. Everyone has their own perspective, and what’s right for one person may not be what’s right for another person, so today I thought I’d explain why McGlovin and I are definitely doing a first look.
When we first started planning, I was really waffling—everyone says that the first time he sees you is supposed to be so magical, and that “27 dresses” moment when you’re watching the groom watch his bride is so pivotal, etc. I asked Gloves what he thought. He said that it really wasn’t important to him at all—the first time we see each other is guaranteed to be crazy special—it’s the day we’re getting married! Imma be a Mrs. and he’s going to be my Mister. And he’s so right—how could that not be the best moment of my day?
Also, I mean—I don’t necessarily know if I want to share that moment with everyone else. Let’s be honest—I don’t. At all. When we do our first look, we will be looking directly at one another, not at all worrying about what everyone else thinks of us, because there’s won’t be an “everyone else!” Just me and the mister. Plus, then I can tell him exactly what I’m thinking—he probably looks so amazing, and I’m probably so excited to be getting married, and I probably had way too much coffee this morning, and Howie probably accidentally ate my garter while we were getting our hair done. And he’ll probably tell me how much he likes my dress or hair and that the best man spilled coffee all over his mom’s white carpet and everyone almost died. These things are likely nervous chatter, of course, but they’re exactly what our relationship is about! It would kill me to see him for the first time at the altar, and have to sit silently for an hour before I could say anything to him.
Finally, regarding the pictures. McGlovin and I have a serious Catholic gap on our wedding day—ceremony from 2:30-3:30 and the cocktail hour at 5:30. So, we have plenty of time for pics between the ceremony and the reception and don’t need those extra pictures. But, really—how can you resist photos like these?
I made up a hashtag for our wedding, which I figured only a few guests would use, but would be fun anyway.
When I decided on the tag, I looked it up online and nobody had used it, so I thought it was safe to order our photo sharing cards—and then, the weekend before we got married, someone snagged the same tag! Luckily their guests also didn’t really use it, so there weren’t a lot of photos and Tweets already tagged.
Having a hashtag for your wedding might seem kind of silly, but we had fun with it. I posted a lot in the days before the wedding, using the tag, and BM Fatina really went nuts with it on Instagram. My sister used it a bit on Twitter, and even our photographer Rozy got into it!
Here are a few of my favourite posts using the tag (which was not actually #dragonwedding):
“Road trip, Day 2.”
I buzzed in 14 months ago with the Sound of Music, so I found it only appropriate to buzz on out with the Sound of Music.
Hive, it’s been fun but my time here has come to an end. When I first started blogging as a bee, I had no idea how this little world would end up shaping certain aspects of our wedding. Like when I didn’t know what to do about my cork board collage (or pretty much all my other projects). It looked terrible the way I originally had it, but you all gave me some fantastic tips and tricks and suddenly it morphed into a great project. Or when my first hair trial turned out to be a hot mess, you helped me out and guided me to a better option. How about the time I accidentally got locked out of my house when I was suppose to be going to pick up my dress? You offered up some of your own “uh oh” moments that were equally as hilarious.
Another one was when I thought our koozies would be trashy and you all supported my slightly redneck, yet totally awesome, decision to have them anyway.
All of your comments and helpful suggestions truly meant so much to me. I lit up every time I received a notification that I had a new comment and I took to heart all of your advice, love and sometimes constructive criticism.
When I last left off, I had realized that I had a huge crush on Mr. C and it was becoming problematic. I was still in a long-term, long-distance relationship and I had several friends and family members warn me not to date a coworker. The ensuing weeks really mimic Jim and Pam’s relationship in the first few seasons of the TV show The Office.
|Jim and Pam—one of TV’s most adorable couples. (source)|
But without the awesomness of Dwight Schrute. Or Creed. Actually, there is a guy at work who reminds me a little of Creed.Mr. Camel and I spend a lot of time casting our co-workers into different roles from The Office.
We would have so much fun at work, and have such a huge connection, but no contact in our personal lives. I started to organize group events with our younger coworkers just to have an excuse to spend time with Mr. C outside of work.
We would get drinks on Friday nights, hold elaborate board game events, or just hang out watching football. At each event Mr. C and I would end up talking, laughing, and having fun. But I was still in a rocky relationship with someone else. I felt emotionally conflicted, but after much careful soul-searching, I knew what needed to be done. I realized that regardless of whether or not Mr. Camel was interested in me, I needed to end the relationship because I was unhappy. So it ended. I let go and I didn’t look back. I make it sound so simple, but even though I was unhappy, it was hard to end a relationship with someone who had been a part of my life for four years. Regardless, it was absolutely the right thing to do.