The night before the wedding I looked down at my hands and realized that I maybe should have done something with my nails. I had plans to get a manicure in Dryden before we left for Brockville but got too busy, and my nails were long, unruly, and pretty gross, overall.
BM Andrea to the rescue! She asked Mom Dragon for some white polish and set out to give me a decent enough French manicure for the sake of pictures. This meant I wasn’t allowed to do anything for an hour, between coats, but everyone else got a head start on makeup.
Eventually all the girls got back from the salon (except for my sister/bridesmaid Kay, who was coming later in the day). We all ended up in one room, chatting, doing makeup and nails, and getting ready for the day ahead. I remember looking at my phone and thinking we had plenty of time!
Once my nails were deemed dry enough, I was allowed to do my own makeup. You can see, from some of the photos we got from Rozy, that I’m pretty much breaking out in hives at this point, even though I didn’t feel very nervous.
A bunch of the girls disappeared, including Rozy, to make sure they’d be able to check into their hotel rooms later, so I ventured out into the yard to see what was going on. My mom and her friends, and my aunt, set up EVERYTHING all morning, because we couldn’t put anything out the night before thanks to rain. You’ll see the details soon, but I can assure you, they did an awesome job. I was so happy to see how it all came together, while we were busy getting pretty!
And then, everything sped up. My sister arrived, which meant BIL Chris/our chef, my dad, our niece Opie, all the food, and everything that entailed arrived too. I realized I had yet to ice our cake, we didn’t have a power cord for the iPod sound system, and we only had a small amount of time left before Mr. Dragon and the boys were set to arrive.
I frantically started icing the cake, which was another exercise in not being allowed to do anything—BIL Chris stepped in to make the icing a bit better, then Kay and BM Ashley told me to go keep getting ready while they iced the cake. From there, one of my mom’s friends who decorates cakes grabbed it from them, told THEM to go keep getting ready, and fixed it all up, even better than we had planned.
Kay and Ashley left to buy a cord for the iPod, right as Rozy, Andrea, Fatina, and Michelle returned. It was time to put on our dresses!
Did you miss a recap?
- Our journey begins with a bit of reflection on our wedding.
- We road tripped down Highway 11 to Brockville.
- Sadness came before our joy when we found out a family member passed away.
- We rehearsed, ate pizza, baked a cake, and hot tubbed!
- The girls got up bright and early for a hair appointment.