After our first looks, it was time for the ceremony. Except for the heat and a stifling humidity, the weather was beautiful. Fluffy white clouds in a mostly blue sky defied the predictions of torrential rain and strong winds.
Mr. U and I opted for a Jewish-ish ceremony. I say “ish” because it wasn’t entirely traditional. We didn’t have a chuppah—mostly because my DIY attempt at making one was the most epic of failures. Instead, we made do with the venue’s gazebo. We did, however, provide custom yarmulkes for the gentlemen to wear. Mr. U even designed a cute logo for the inside.
The inside of our yarmulkes (aka kippahs) / Personal photo. Logo by Mr. Unicorn.