Weddingbee Blog

A year ago, I dressed up in a pretty dress and my husband asked me if I could wear it every day since I looked so beautiful.

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I know I kinda dropped off the face of the blog-world, sorry! Some crazy things have been happening lately, but I do have a couple more posts to share with you guys before I say goodbye!

When I got engaged on September 7, 2009 at the top of Mont Blanc, I was ridiculously excited to start planning our wedding.

At the time of this photo, I had NO IDEA how much I would change over the next year and a half as I went from engaged to married.

The Miss Socks in that photo was a year out of college with a good job but she didn’t have a creative outlet. She didn’t know that planning a wedding would open up a world of creativity, community and deep personal satisfaction. She also didn’t know just how much her love for Mr. Socks could and would grow as they planned their wedding and lives together. In fact, the Miss Socks in that photo was probably thinking about the fact that she didn’t have her real ring yet to show off. She could be a little petty like that. 

In the year and eight months since that photo was taken, I can say without hesitation that I have grown personally, professionally and emotionally.
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If you remember, I confessed early on that I have hiperhidrosis…which basically means that my hands and feet sweat a ridiculous amount. I don’t ever wear shoes without socks since it’s horribly uncomfortable, so I was concerned about wearing those pretty Kate Spades that I fell so in love with.

Here’s a reminder of the shoes. And my awesome color coordinating skillz.

Do my feet look like they were in little puddles? No? Well, they were. They were big, squishy sweaty messes.

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I used to play softball as a kid, and whenever I’d get hit by the ball (usually in the face or something), Dad Socks would tell me to “shake it off.” Such wise advice, Dad Socks. At our  wedding, after things fell apart, Dad Socks gave me the same advice and told me not to let the villains ruin our day.

So, that’s what Mr. Socks and I tried to do as we watched almost every family member of his leave the wedding.

We dug into the ice cream bar to try to drown our sorrows.

Hot Fudge makes everything better, right?
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After the parent dances, we asked everyone to join us on the dance floor, and when I say everyone, I MEAN everyone. I wanted a photo of all of the guests at our wedding and the second floor of Ladder 15 was perfect for an overhead shot of our guests!

Well, almost all of them. At this point, Mr. Socks’ sister and cousin started uncontrollably crying and causing a scene off to the side. But you won’t hear me complain that I don’t have to see their faces when I look at this photo!
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After dinner, Mr. Socks and I had asked Sister Socks and Groomsman Matt to deliver toasts. Matt went first and kept it short, funny and sweet. Apparently, he was nervous to deliver the speech, but did so well that I would have never known!

Sister Socks went next and she delivered a funny, wonderful speech that mostly encompassed how much she used to dupe me when I was a kid. It was so touching and heartfelt…I should ask her for a copy of it!
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It was finally time for the moment I had been waiting for my entire life: to eat the food at our wedding.

That’s right…move over handsome groom and big white dress…get this bride some CHOW!

Again, I’m kicking myself over not asking for pictures of our food, but if you need a reminder, here was our menu:

Drooling yet? I know I am.

Ladder 15 served the food family-style at the tables in three courses. Originally, I thought everything would go on the table at the same time, but they really paced each section of the meal, which was PERFECT. It gave everyone plenty of time to chat and enjoy themselves between the three courses.
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Cocktail hour flew by! Before I knew it, people were being swept downstairs and I realized I had hardly eaten any of our delicious goodies! Ah well, we were glad to have gotten to say hello to everyone during the cocktail hour so we’d have the rest of the evening to have fun.

We opted not to do bridal party introductions and I didn’t even really want the two of us to be introduced (um, hello…it’s our wedding, people should know who we are by now) but we wanted to do our first dance right away, so to get everyone’s attention, our DJ announced us as he started the music for our first dance.

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Immediately after our ceremony, we took the trip up two flights of stairs at Ladder 15 where servers swooped down with tasty tidbits! Unfortunately, one thing I never asked my photographer for were pictures of the food and wine, so I don’t have any!! I’m bummed about it because one of the most important parts of our wedding was to find kick ass food and drinks and I don’t have photographic evidence of it. So if it’s something you want, be sure you ask!

Mr. Socks and I used the cocktail hour as our opportunity to make the rounds to all of our guests instead of dinner. This allowed us to get the formalities out of the way early in the evening so we could have had the rest of the evening to have fun. I definitely recommend this if you attend your cocktail hour. No, I didn’t get hardly a bite of the food at cocktail hour, but I DID get to munch on everything at dinner!

I love the photos from our cocktail hour showing everyone having fun together!

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Right after the ceremony, our guests went upstairs to the third floor of Ladder 15 for the cocktail hour, and Mr. Socks and I gathered with my family for a few more photos. My Grandma didn’t want to climb the two flights of stairs for the cocktail hour, so she and Granddad were comfortably camped at a table with some delicious food in front of them.

We pulled them off to the side to get some photos:

I am so lucky to have my Grandma and Granddad in my life—they are wonderful people who have always been there for me, and I’m so glad that they were able to travel all the way to Philly for our wedding. Grandma and Granddad aren’t “city folk” as they say, so coming to Philly was kinda a big deal for them!
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As I got to the fireplace (which was our altar), I took Mr. Socks’ hands and didn’t let go the whole ceremony long until we read our vows. I have to admit, though I tried to concentrate on every word of the ceremony, there were about a million things going on in my head that made it difficult to concentrate.

I kept thinking back to our civil ceremony and the weird faces I made throughout:

Photo by Corinne Banks

Uhh…yeah, I have quite a few pictures of me with pursed lips for whatever reason. I think it was just that I was trying not to smile like an idiot the whole time, and I successfully looked like an idiot anyway.
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After we were finished with our bridal party photos, we high-tailed it back to Ladder 15 where our guests had started to arrive.

Unfortunately, we didn’t really have a plan to keep me hidden from our guests’ view as I waltzed in the front door, so most of our guests saw me walk in and go up the stairs to wait until the beginning of the ceremony. Oh well, what can you do?

Everyone walked down the aisle to Joshua Radin’s Lovely Tonight:

Grandma and Granddad came first, looking adorable:

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I just want to pause before I dive into the rest of my wedding recaps, because here is where things get a little hard for me.

It’s been 4 months since our wedding day, and the sting has mostly lessened for both me and Mr. Socks in regard to how his family treated us that day.

I remember on our honeymoon, Mr. Socks and I were so devastated by the wedding that we predicted we would have a pretty crappy first three months of marriage while we healed. We thought that something so huge would stay with us and weigh on us almost every day for months and months. I’m happy to report that the first four months of our marriage have been very happy and not at all as stressful as we thought it would be. We have basically picked ourselves up and moved on with our lives, which feels pretty awesome.

That’s not to say that we don’t still think about what happened and that we aren’t hurt by his family, because really, the fact that our relationship with them has been forever changed as a result of their behavior isn’t something we’re likely to forget. We still talk about the situation, but instead of hot, angry tears flowing, we mostly just shake our heads in disappointment and disbelief.
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After I finished being a sassy-pants, Mr. Socks and I walked a little more around Old City in Philadelphia to get some more shots of the two of us! We posed on someone’s steps…

Mr. Socks: I am reflecting deeply upon the journey I am about to take with Mrs. Socks. Or I just think that this pose is pretty bad-ass. One of the two.

And as luck would have it, right when we were vogue-ing on this stoop, the resident came home and found a bride and groom in their doorway!

They let us continue though!
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Somewhere in between battling the cobblestone streets in heels and making sure my lips didn’t permanently pucker from all the smoochy-faces I was giving Mr. Socks, our photographer Georgi Anastasov got in some pretty awesome shots of us!

Mrs. Socks: I’m going for the classic romance novel cling here, you know?

Mr. Socks: I don’t think you’re doing it right…
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