OK, I know I said that was the end of ceremony posts and, technically, it was. But…remember that crazy smile in my last pic? Let me remind you:
A lot of people comment that we look so excited to be married—and we were. We are! But also…the end of our ceremony meant that the bagpipes were coming, and I was so, so excited to see them!
As you may recall, McGlovin is a firefighter, and several of the men he works with are in the local Pipe and Drum group and always play in unit weddings and funerals. I could not have been more touched when they offered to play in our wedding. For full disclosure, I should tell you that I have no idea what they played. But my dad would suggest it was “Scotland the Brave.”
How it worked was this: they came from the back of the cathedral, came up the aisle playing, and then turned and led us back down the aisle, all newly married and what have you. I thought it was awesome and, based on all the feedback we got, most of our guests were equally thrilled with the surprise.
When we got back into the back room, a few things occurred: one, my dad hugged me and wept…we’re talking grown man sobbing, which of course started me weeping as well. Then, everyone else was filing in and, for some reason, there was a fair amount of group hugging (which is usually my least favorite thing in the history of the universe).
The bridal party organized the bubbles for a bubble exit (it was one of the few things McGlovin insisted on and, even though the Church technically didn’t allow it, we went for it) and herded everyone out to the steps. We loved the bagpipes so much that we asked if they would play as we exited the church, and they kindly agreed.
I would later realize that the exit photos are the only photos that exist of my veil, outside of our ceremony…oh well!
When we reached the bottom of the steps, McGlovin’s brother in law helped me into their car…which was a process, considering all of my tulle.
Although I really, really wanted a vintage car, having McGlovin’s sister and brother in law drive us around was amazing: a.) they’re the most considerate people in the universe, b.) they brought champagne for us to toast in the back of the car! c.) they made an awesome playlist, so we were getting super pumped up every time we were in the car, and d.) we were only driving a total of five miles. It would have been ridiculous to rent a car.
And that, hive, was out entire exit—a bit of a production! Two questions for discussion: First, are you doing any kind of exit? Our church tried to suggest that we not, so they thought we wouldn’t have one—surprise! Also, did anything that you were originally against turn out amazingly, like our car situation? Share!