Weddingbee Blog

I know you can’t tell from the photo, but I’m saying, “Please let’s hurry up and bustle my dress so we can go to the cocktail hour.”

It was time for some serious eating. Lemme tell you - I was SO excited about our cocktail hour. While we had a menu tasting for our reception, the cocktail hour involved choosing items off a list. So I was really eager to sample our selections and see how they turned out! After a quick toast with my ladies:
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Yesterday, Miss Thimble and I attended the Tiffany & Co. New Collections 2010 preview. At this event, Tiffany debuted its newest pieces of jewelry - it was so much fun to be *this* close to so much beautiful bling and even try a few on! Some of my favorite pieces included:

I was just in love with these color-stone rings, and I’m a bit partial to the halo style, being a halo e-ring gal myself! Here’s the whole collection:

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It was time for my walk. I was walking into that room as a “Miss”, walking out a Mrs.

Let’s set the mood shall we?
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Roll out the white carpet, the Hammies are coming!

To set the mood, let me introduce you to our prelude music. Just push play, you won’t regret it! And no, I didn’t choose this music because it’s from a Brad Pitt movie. I chose it because it’s from an Anthony Hopkins movie. Just kidding! (I chose it because it’s from a Brad Pitt movie):
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After our first look, we headed to Central Park for some photos. I’m really glad we took a few hours to take pictures with our bridal party, many of who had traveled across the country and globe to be here with us. With the park right outside our venue, how could we pass up such an opportunity?

I had to have pictures with my ladies:

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One of the unique things about NYC is that you can get a first look photo with a shirtless man:

Quite early on, we realized that if we chose not to do a first look, we would only be able to do pictures during the cocktail hour - and uh, we wanted to eat! I was very disappointed at first; however, our love for food won out over my desire to surprise the Mister and his desire to be surprised. What can I say, we have our priorities.

With that, I made my way out to greet Mr. Hamster:
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Remember these babies?

It was time for them to make their debut. Yep, I had my hair and make-up done, it was time to get into The Dress!
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I woke up on the morning of the Hamster wedding to a sunny, scorching hot day. After a low-key breakfast of fruit and bagels with Mom Hamster, we were ready to get prettied up!

It was an early Sunday morning, and a holiday weekend at that, so NYC was pretty quiet:
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I mentioned in my last post that I’m getting my pro pics this week - but in the mean time, here are some teasers!

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Hello, hive! I’m back with another installment of the Hamster recaps. The good news - I’m getting our pro pics this week! The bad news - you won’t see as many handy dandy photos such as these:

Yes, I’m taking a picture of the bathroom in our hotel room. I mean, come on - there was a TV there! That’s pretty nifty.

Aaaanyway, when we last left off, we had poured tea as well as rehearsed. That left only one thing to do -
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I’m high-strung person. I operate most efficiently on a baseline level of stress and anxiety—maybe it’s the New Yorker in me, I don’t know. So as our wedding day approached, I was all set for the nerves to kick in. And kick in, they… didn’t.

The week before the wedding—nothing. 2 days before—nothing. Then, it was rehearsal time, and I was *sure* I would be a mess by then. Instead, I was a cool cucumber. What gives? Take a look:

Rehearsal time: Bridesmaids listen intently to the venue coordinator. I stand back and enjoy a drink.

Not to be outdone, I started stressing about *why* I wasn’t stressing. What was wrong with me? What did it mean? What was happening? These concerns dissipated with the advice of wise Mom Hamster:

“Get over it.”
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Hi, hive! I’m still waiting for my pro pics, but I just missed y’all so much that I decided to start my recaps a little early! You don’t mind, do you? But first, what do you think of my recaps title? Say it out loud, you won’t regret it. Clever, huh? Thank you Mrs. Cupcake for the suggestion!

First up, the tea ceremony.

Yeah, I try to clean up nice every once in a while.

But first first, I just want to clarify before I get the inevitable question.
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We were married and it was fabulous! The weather held up, the food was amazing and the music had the dance-floor packed. I’m waiting for our pro pics to start my recaps, but just wanted to pop on by and leave you with this little teaser…

Photo by Erica Lyn

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It is time. This weekend, this day, which seemed unfathomable 15 months ago, has arrived. As I write this, I’ve got 142 whoopie pies stuffed in the freezer, a printer groaning under the weight of custom-font escort cards, and a woefully ignored cat playing tag with my ankles. I’ve gotten so much done, and I’ve still so much to do. But despite the seemingly insurmountable pile of tasks before me, I am ready.

I am ready. It has taken me a long time to get here. For most of my life, I’ve been decidedly *not* ready. I wanted to be married - it is “the thing to do”, isn’t it? Go to college, meet a nice person, get married. It was what was expected of me, and what I expected of myself. And it scared the hell out of me. I am my own person. I didn’t want to become half of one unit. I desired to be held accountable to no one by myself. Then, I met Mr. Hamster, who felt the same exact way.

I am independent. He is independent. Yet, on this weekend, we will join together. We will not become one indeterminable unit. That is not our way.
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We hope that during our cocktail hour, our guests will have time to sign our guestbook in between their stuff-yo-face moments. I did, after all, spend much longer on this than the probably the average bee buzzing around here. I blame this on my own ignorance of color printer settings, incorrect margin setting on Microsoft Word (my unrequited love) and supremely awful paper cutting skills (Mom Hamster steps in to save the day. Again).

But despite all this, our guestbook is finished… tada!

Hello, my name is Hamster, and I can’t take non-crooked photos.
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