The day before the wedding has become both a big blur and extremely specific at the same time. There was…a lot going on. As most any bride will tell you on the day before their wedding.
Foxy was the first up on Friday morning and rallied the troops (that would be me and MOH Copper, in our slightly wine-induced haze from the night before). After some much needed coffee, we got all the last-minute stuff done—grabbing things we forgot to pack the night before, getting lots of baby’s breath from Whole Foods (thanks, bestie!), and loading the cars. Then…we were off to the Vandiver!
Side story: The best thing happened en route to the venue. We were listening to the radio, when all of a sudden the emcee goes: “If you’re heading to a wedding this weekend, you’ll likely hear this song…but not this version unless it’s a really cool person’s wedding.”
Well…guess what song was absolutely a part of our “must play” list (and did, in fact, end up playing)?! I immediately freaked out and squealed “WE’RE GOING TO A COOL PERSON’S WEDDING!!” To which Foxy ever so sweetly (sarcasm) pointed out that we were, in fact, going to our wedding. Thus, per logic...we’re so freaking cool. Obvi.
Anyway, back to the important things! Once we arrived at the Vandiver, I assumed I would be seeing our beyond amazing DOC, Chasi, around somewhere in order to talk wedding, as well as details for the rehearsal dinner to be taking place at the venue later that night. This is where there was a slight hitch in the plans.
John, the owner of the Vandiver, asked to talk to me once we got settled in. He continued to explain that Chasi was very ill, and it just wasn’t possible for her to be there for our wedding weekend (there was more to that, but there’s no need to go too in depth). Instead, John would be helping us out over the next two days, along with Chasi’s occasional assistant, Jamie. I listened, I took it all in stride, and I told John that I had complete confidence in him and Jamie and that I would do whatever I needed to help them help me. I understood—how could I not?—and I knew that they would take care of us just as well as Chasi would have. Now, on the flip side, of course I was bummed on the inside…Chasi had been our point of contact for over two years leading up to this moment—she knew my vision, she helped me with some of the details, and for all intents and purposes, she was pretty much like my wedding fairy godmother. And she wasn’t going to be there. I was…sad.
Foxy, MOH Copper, and I regrouped in our room after our conversation with John, where I definitely had a teary-eyed moment—emotions were already running high and I just needed to get those tears out now before anyone else showed up. Two things eventually helped me feel better: wine (obviously), and the fact that both MOH Copper and Officiant Em work in the wedding and event planning world in real life. While John and Jamie were indeed amazing with everything that weekend, Em and Copper pretty much saved my life over the next day and a half.
Anyway, after a few more deep breaths (I’m telling you, my tattoo seriously pays for itself), we had to get a move on with things and Foxy, MOH Copper, and I moseyed on over to Amanda’s Florist to check out the flower situation. I absolutely loved that we were able to see the bouquets, boutonnieres, and centerpieces in advance (you should definitely see if your florist will let you do it!), and lucky for us, everything looked beyond perfect. After a few quick finishing touches, it was back to the venue to regroup and get organized.
In fact, Officiant Em arrived shortly thereafter, and she, MOH Copper, and I had a little pow-wow to compile what I like to call “List Of Shiz That Needs To Get Done.”
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As if on cue, once we got most things listed out and organized (and after an ever so brief reoccurrence of my mini-meltdown moment from earlier), friends and family started arriving at the venue in a constant stream. This was where things started to get a bit hazy and surreal…all these people that I love more than anything, here in one place, to celebrate Foxy and me and our pending nuptials. I was definitely getting excited for the next portion of the day—rehearsal and crabs!
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