On the day of our wedding, I woke up at a quarter to six in the morning. I had chosen to get dressed at my childhood home and it was comforting to wake up surrounded by stuffed animals and old ballet slippers. Lil Boa and Mami Boa were already up and bustling around the house while waiting for the bride to wake. I had slept with my hair in ringlets that had to be loosed and sprayed in place and Mami Boa got to work on doing her magic with my makeup. Surprisingly, I spent the whole morning in some kind of happy daze, just marveled at the fact that I was actually getting married, that THIS was finally the day I had been looking forward to for so long. I cracked jokes while Mami Boa’s hand trembled as her tears fell while putting on my eyeliner, and stood peacefully as four women tried to zip me into a wedding dress that barely fit. Though I, too, love pictures of brides getting ready, I chose to share my time getting ready only with Lil Boa, Mami Boa, one of my aunts and my grandmother. It was an intimate and emotional time for all of us and I’m glad I got to spend my last time as their single little girl in privacy.
The photographer had perfect timing, arriving at exactly eight in the morning, just a couple of minutes after we had finished with my hair and makeup. We all went up to my room for shots of the outfit and some final prep.
* All photos by Keli Art Photography
Where did you spend the night before your wedding?