A few weeks ago, we had an amazing evening having our engagement photo shoot done. This was something we were slightly nervous about because we had never had professional photos of ourselves done before. This was also going to be the first time we worked with the photographer we hired for the wedding.
Leading up to the photo shoot, we picked out several outfits to wear. I had no idea that you were supposed to wear more than one outfit, but alas, you are. We were told not to pick anything with a pattern because it can be distracting in the photos. In the end, we picked some good solid color combinations that also correspond with our wedding colors.
We had our photos taken at Milton Demetre Park on James Island, the same place where Mr. Coral proposed. It’s beautiful and has views of the harbor and downtown, a marsh, and a beach, so we knew that we could get a wide range of photo backdrops.
Hello, hive! We’re launching a new ongoing series here on the blog called After the Wedding. The idea is that bloggers who have already gone through the planning stage get to come back and let you in on a little inside info about what goes on “after the wedding”…get it? We’re starting today with the topic of vows, and how couples are living up to the vows they took (or not). I’ll kick it off with my two cents!
If you don’t remember me (I don’t blame you—I got married five years ago!), you can catch up on my recap posts starting here. When writing our ceremony, we decided to go with traditional vows. It just felt right to us, even though we’re not really “traditional” in most aspects of our lives, because we are kind of shy about PDA and talking about how much we love each other and why in front of people. I guess we just like to keep that stuff private. Also, did I mention we are lazy? Because we are lazy. And writing original vows that are personally meaningful (but not embarrassingly so) and not trite sounded like a task we were just not up for.
So, here are the words we said to each other on that day five years ago:
I the Dude, take you Miss Mouse, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.
With toasts over it was time for one of the most important parts of the wedding—the cake (from Baker’s Pride)! You may remember our amazing cake tasting, which was basically us sitting in Forsyth Park eating cupcakes and drinking champagne. We decided on a three-tier round cake with a hummingbird top and bottom layer, vanilla center layer, and white buttercream frosting. You may also recall the gold fleur de lis cake topper I planned on using. Well, we got onto the dance floor for our first dance, and I got my first glimpse of the cake.
After hair and makeup the ladies and I met my parents at my boss’s house for lunch.
Mom and dad
A bit unconventional? Maybe, but my boss is awesome and her house is beautiful and she offered, so I accepted with a great big thank you! It certainly was one less thing for me to worry about organizing, and I thought it’d be more comfortable then everyone trying to get ready at the hotel. Only it almost didn’t happen…
This past weekend Mr. S and I attended two weddings, back to back on Friday and Saturday night. They are the first weddings we’ve gone to since becoming engaged ourselves, so the guest experience was quite different from when I attended weddings pre-engagement.
Honestly, I haven’t been a guest at that many weddings. Even though I’m a few months from turning 30 years old (gah!), Mr. S and I are among the first of our peers to get married. Prior to this weekend, the last wedding I went to was for my older cousin almost five years ago, long before engagement rings and wedding bells were a blip on my radar. Needless to say, back then I wasn’t so much focused on details of the centerpieces and invitations as I was on what was being served at the open bar.
But this time around, with our own impending nuptials mere months away, I was furiously taking mental notes on all the specifics of their ceremonies and receptions. What music did they use for the processional and the offertory? How many minutes did it take to get through the receiving line? Oh hello ushers! Shoot, I need to figure out ushers…
I’m here today to bring you some wedding d-r-a-m-a. And by drama I mean entirely internal conflict that is quite literally keeping me up at night in fits of panic.
I can’t decide what to do for bridesmaids’ dresses. I already shared my quest for the perfect mint dress with you. But I’ve somehow gotten this idea of ombre/shades of sea glass, and now I can’t make it stop.
I don’t think anyone planning their wedding thinks they are going to get divorced. Because otherwise, duh, why get married? Of course, I am not walking into this union thinking that it won’t work out. I can’t imagine my life without Mr. BC. But the reality is that a lot of marriages do not end up making it. (Although, according to DivorceSource it sounds like that 50% divorce rate thing is not accurate. So, yay!) Despite the fact that we’ve been together for eight years, relationships take work. In an effort to create an even more stable union and hopefully learn more about each other, I bought this book:
While Mr. BC was in town, we took a day to each read the book and discuss our thoughts. I really enjoyed this book. It was a quick read for me, I think I finished in two hours. What I really liked about this book is it helped me identify things about myself. Seriously, I kind of shocked myself. In case anyone is unfamiliar with the book, Gary Chapman has identified five basic “love languages” that people identify with. His secret to a happy and fulfilling relationship is making sure that you know your partner’s love language, and that you’re speaking it (and of course, vice versa). People tend to love others the way they want to be loved, and it may not mesh with the way your partner actually needs to be loved. Very interesting stuff.