While dancing was obviously a huge part of our reception, Mr. Waterfall and I knew that we really wanted to offer a photo booth to our guests. And boy was it ever a hit! It was fun for the whole family.
Flower Girl M with her brother JC (my parents’ godson) and their parents
We negotiated the photo booth as part of our photography package instead of going with a separate photo booth company, mostly for budget reasons. Jesse and Catherine set up the booth, which was completely automated, and our guests did the rest. It was so easy to use that people of all ages were lining up and striking a pose, from our older guests…
I’m by no means a professional model, so my serious time in front of the camera was very limited on my wedding day. We all got a mean case of the sillies a few times, which made for some of my absolute favorite pictures of the day!
After making our grand entrance, we stood in front of the judge, who was ready to perform the civil ceremony. We chose to get married in the middle of our venue, on the dance floor, actually. We had the option to get married in a garden of the ex-convent, but it was an added expense, and besides, the place was a bit small, so not all of our guests could be present. Since this was the only ceremony we’d be having, we chose to do it right there.
A civil ceremony is very simple and a bit technical. First, the judge told us that he had received a marriage application, and asked us if it was our will to get married. We of course answered yes. Then he asked the audience if everyone knew of a reason this marriage could not be realized; no one had a reason, so he then told us what was expected from us as a married couple, our rights and obligations, all of this according to Mexico City’s law.
As I’ve mentioned before, I felt very strongly about incorporating my Cuban identity into our wedding, and naturally, a big part of that is the music. I put together a short list of my favourite Cuban and Latin songs and gave it to our DJ, and he mixed them in seamlessly.
At some point during the dancing, our DJ announced it was time for the bouquet and garter tossings. We, as a lot of people do these days, went back and forth on whether or not we wanted to do this. Most of our friends are married, and we didn’t want to force a few single people out on the dance floor in front of everyone else. Unless they wanted to, of course.
I was completely fine with skipping these traditions, but once again, was completely surprised by Cam. He had seen something online, which led to me having to listen to how much he “reaaaaally really wanted to do it…come on…pleeeeeease?” I begrudgingly went over our guest list, and realized that there were in fact more single people than we had originally bargained for—about eight ladies and ten or so guys. So we opted to do them.
First up was the bouquet toss. Our florist included a free toss bouquet that was similar to the bridesmaids’ bouquets, so I grabbed it and headed to the dance floor.
Instead of the more popular bouquet tossing songs (“Single Ladies” or “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun”), I have had it in my head forever that I wanted to toss my bouquet to a different song—“Hey Ya” by Outkast. It just seemed right. So first, I danced around like you do when Outkast comes on.
Once everyone had their fill of dessert, people started to say their goodbyes and make their way out to whatever plans they had for the rest of the day. (There was a pretty big college football game going on in town that night, so some folks had tailgates to get to.)