Our photos finally came in! And you know what that means…recaps officially begin NOW!
We are SO pleased with our photos—all pictured here are courtesy of Ashley Jane Photography. Highly recommend her! Also, I’m a sucker for black & white version of photos, so you’ll notice that a lot of the ones I use are B&W 🙂
I woke up the morning of our wedding from a surprisingly good sleep—considering I don’t sleep as well without Mr. Llama, I didn’t expect to get as much sleep as I did, but I managed a healthy seven-ish hours!
The hair/makeup team was coming at 10:00am, and the dress steamer was coming to my parents’ room (where the ladies would be getting ready) at 9:00am. My dress was already there, so I didn’t actually have to do anything, or even be there for the steaming—just show up for hair/makeup! So I enjoyed some leisurely quiet time in my room—had some coffee, took a shower, reviewed my vows—before showing up to my parents’ room around 9:45am. I also opened a lovely gift from Mr. Llama—he bought me a pretty hanger for my dress to get photographed on! It was one of those things I never got around to ordering, and now I’m so glad, because the one he gave me is perfect! He also wrote me a very sweet note, which made me even more excited to see him later.
When I got to my parents’ room, I learned that there had already been some drama—apparently, the top of the toilet tank in their room was cracked, and while trying to move it out of the way, my dad sliced his finger open. Now, my dad does NOT do well with blood. (And there was a lot of blood. Quite near my dress, actually. The steamer apparently thought all of this was hilarious. I’m sure it—at least partially—was.) My cousin, who is nearly done with nursing school, came over to inspect his finger and determined that he’d be okay without stitches—they just had to go get some skin glue from the local pharmacy. Again—if you were to know how comically dramatic my dad can be over medical issues, you’d know how much of an ordeal this likely was. So when I showed up, all of this had already occurred, but he was (literally) back on his feet by 9:45am! I’m sure the adrenaline of the day helped his recovery.
Anyway, I had done a second hair/makeup trial two days before the wedding, so I was feeling very calm and confident about how it was going to turn out. While I had been feeling guilty about spending that much money on a second trial, it was well worth it. There was enough to worry about on the day, and having your hair/makeup done CAN be so fun and enjoyable when you’re confident. So that extra expense was worth every penny.
My wonderful MOH had made all of us flip-flops in the bridal party colors! Many of the girls ended up wearing them on the dance floor later, so they were both cute and functional. So thoughtful, and so cute! Thanks, MOH.
(This photo was taken with my cell phone…so that’s why it looks crappy next to all the others!)
Bridesmaid KTG getting her makeup done
Now, because Mr. Llama and I were taking photos just the two of us from ~1:00pm – 3:00pm, I had to be ready first. The rest of the ladies didn’t need to be ready until about 2:45pm, so I have very few pictures of them getting prettified. As it got closer to my departure time and more of the many females in the room were beginning to have services done, the stress in the room started to escalate. Some of the girls were not happy with their hair and/or makeup, there was debate about what people had or hadn’t already paid for…you could just feel the mounting tension, and my cool, calm and collected vibe was slowly beginning to deflate.
(I’m just going to throw some pictures into the middle of my story. Is that okay?)
Hey look! My bees! The Faith, Trust… charm was one of the small gifts from Disney.
Frankly, it was a lot of people in a relatively small space. I’m not sure if there was a way around this, unless we had ponied up a ton more cash for an even larger suite (which to me, wouldn’t have been really worth it. We’re talking like $800ish. Um, no…) so I think this was just a reality of the day. So be it. (Or so it was.)
Look! Thanks, Mr. Llama!!
On top of that, I hadn’t gotten around to a final run-through of making sure my dress fit properly and I had the proper undergarments. It had been just fine at my last fitting about two weeks prior, when we used lingerie tape to help keep the bust of my dress in place, so I wasn’t terribly worried about it, and it was just one of those things that just kept getting put on the back burner, and then never happened.
However, upon putting on my dress, it just wasn’t staying up properly. And there was trouble with the zipper. I had two different kinds of lingerie tape, and neither one was sufficiently strong enough to do what my seamstress’s tape had done. I also think I may have unintentionally lost another couple pounds, which wasn’t helping matters. So I broke. I was feeling stressed, and I was mad at myself for feeling stressed! This was the one time I had unhappy tears on my wedding day, but you can’t tell a thing from the photos!
MOH and Bridesmaid N doing their best.
My original idea for my undergarments had been to wear a NuBra (or sticky bra, as I call it) to help shape/add to my bust and also keep me from being completely bare if the dress starts to slide down. However, in my fittings, the sticky bra was showing on either side of my dress, so we nixed that idea.
Thankfully, two of the ladies in my House Party are in the costume/costume crafts business, and are good at solving such problems. House Party member M came to the rescue by helpfully suggesting we simply trim down the size of the sticky bra. I don’t know why I never thought of that before. I guess bride-brain?
House Party M to the rescue!!
And then things seemed a hell of a lot better. I was going to see Mr. Llama soon, I was happy with how I looked, my dress was (mostly) staying up, and I was getting the hell out of the chaos in mere moments!
“Cinderella is proof that a new pair of shoes can change your life!” – The bag was another gift from Disney.
Here are my shoes, hive! I bedazzled them myself, like a lot of other brides-to-be, but I’m very proud of them nonetheless. They were plain white pumps, and then I cut the bows out of blue leather, bedazzled them with NOT Swarovski heat-set crystals (knock-offs all the way! Swarovski’s too pricey,) and glued them onto the shoe. And then I did an ombre-effect on the heels. I think I’ll do a tutorial later, but that’s my quick re-cap of the experience! I love them, and they were my something blue.
My mom helping me put them on. I told you—I’m a sucker for the B&W!
Put on my shoes, belt, veil, added my red lips, got a couple of bridal portrait-type pictures taken, and then I was (gleefully) out the door!
Hive—the best decision I made regarding the day of the wedding was leaving the getting-ready room to go spend a couple hours of alone time with Mr. Llama. Seriously. If you have a schedule that will permit it, I cannot recommend it enough. I knew a few people in my ‘entourage’ were going to be exceedingly picky about their hair/makeup, and frankly, I didn’t need to be around to hear/see it all unfold! It gave the two of us some time to calmly enjoy the day and laugh with each other before momentum picked up and the craziness started.
Up next…the gentlemen “get ready”…or… something like that!