It all started on the eve of Thanksgiving 2009. I met a drunk Scottish guy and I gave him my phone number with the instructions, “I don’t call boys, boys call me.” A phrase that haunts me still, but believe me, I didn’t mean it the way it sounds! I was merely expressing my nervousness at my calling him.
He did call and our first date was lunch and window shopping down Michigan Ave in Chicago. It was amazing. By June of 2010 I was on a plane leaving the country for the very first time to visit his home in Scotland. He proposed on February 19th, 2012 at the top of the John Hancock Building and we were wed on March 9th, 2013. Now we live in the Kansas City area, but our ultimate goal is to raise a family in Minnesota. (Speaking of, go Minnesota for passing a same-sex marriage bill back in May; you make me proud! Number 12 baby.)
I know it’s easy to get wrapped up in a big wedding bubble when you’re deep in the middle of planning. I know that some people in real life have lovingly and not-so-lovingly called me wedding-obsessed and/or crazy, but if I’m going to be crazy about one thing, it’s love. I will always cherish and enjoy weddings. They represent beginnings, blending of families, and unfiltered bliss.
If I may indulge in one last piece of advice, here are my three best tips for a stunning and fabulous wedding: