**Fun fact: today marks my one year anniversary on Weddingbee and I’m celebrating (by my calculations) with my 130th post.
Our recaps might be done, but there are still a few posts up my sleeve including the after questionnaire that’s part of Mrs. Barn and Mrs. Border Collie’s before and after questionnaire series. I completed the “before” questionnaire one month prior to our wedding, and now that I’ve spent four months on the other side, it should be really interesting to see how my “after” answers are similar or different.
1. What was your biggest priority about (or for?) the event (e.g., catering, photography)? Our biggest priority on wedding day was making sure our guests had a good time. This has always been the guiding philosophy when planning our wedding, so we spent a significant amount of time, effort, and dollars on selecting the venue (twice), menu, and music. Photography and videography come in a close second and third —no regrets there as we and our families adore our wedding photos and videos. I think my mom watches our wedding highlight video every night before she goes to sleep. It’s like her lullaby.
2. What was your biggest concern for the day (e.g., rain, nobody dancing, guests being bored)? One month out, I told you my biggest concern was transportation. Once we booked the shuttles there was little else I could do to mitigate this issue, so I let it go. But in the days leading up to the wedding, my main concern was making sure that all our wedding stuff (and most brides know—there is A LOT of stuff) was packed and sent to the correct destination. (I tell you, logistics will be the death of me.) Over the course of planning our wedding, I had bridal paraphernalia scattered all over the tri-state area—most at my parents’ house in NJ, some at our NYC studio, and some directly shipped to Tatiana (our DOC). I had lists coming out of my ears trying to keep record of each item, its location, and who was responsible for bringing it to the appropriate venue.
The biggest help was having Tatiana come to my parents’ house and take the bulk of our wedding décor (ceremony flowers, welcome boxes, guest book, DIY signage, programs, favors, etc.) to her house. From there she would handle transporting everything to the church or Liberty Warehouse. But still, there were items that we held onto until wedding day – our attire, accessories, props for our Filipino traditions, rings, etc. And between my mom and me, we had to ensure that those items were accounted for and brought to our bridal suite at the Marriott. I made a handy dandy visual aid to illustrate the madness:
The blue arrows indicate the movement of stuff. I am not even exaggerating about this flowchart.
3. What DIY project did you care about the most? The answer here is (still) the memorial locket pins in honor of Mr. S’s mom, Momma Dukes. Mr. S, his dad, and his brothers really appreciated the small gesture and I’m happy that it’s something they’ll have for a long time.
Mr. S’s locket pinned to the inside of his suit jacket.
4. What was your worst wedding-related nightmare? I have to say, I was spared of any real disturbing wedding nightmares. I guess my subconscious is not as anal as I am. Lucky her.
5. Did you actually eat? No, ugh. This is my only regret with our wedding. I had some appetizers in our bridal suite prior to joining cocktail hour, but neither Mr. S nor I ate a proper dinner during our wedding. Not because we didn’t have time or were unable to eat, but because we just weren’t hungry. I was much more interested in spending my time dancing and chatting with friends and family than sitting down to a plate of food. In retrospect, I wish we had carved out the time—all our guests raved about how delicious everything was. Oh well…at least we had the menu tasting and leftover cake.
Don’t worry, I didn’t miss out on these puppies though.
6. What is your favorite picture? It’s very hard to choose just one favorite, but Chunk might never speak to me again if I don’t say it was our family photo.
7. What was the worst thing that happened at your wedding? Gah, we forgot the wedding rings. This one was especially painful because I had spent so much time on our multiple packing lists (see question #2) that I just couldn’t believe we forgot something. Our rings eventually made it to the church so they were blessed as our wedding rings on our wedding day, but not in time for our ring exchange. I want to note, that though this was “the worst thing” that happened, it definitely in no way at all ruined the day for us.
8. What is your favorite wedding memory? Again, I can’t choose, so I’m going to cheat and give two answers. (1) Exchanging rings for the second time privately (see question #7)—it was just a really sweet moment that made the whole “WE FORGOT THE RINGS?!?” debacle a thing of the past. (2) Our impromptu father-daughter-godfathers dance organized on the fly by my mom. I was in the trenches with every aspect of our wedding, so there were very few surprises or secrets when it came to how it would go down. So to be surprised like that in the middle of our reception…that had to be my most magical bride moment.
9. What did your guests mention the most after the wedding? The venue, food, and music were a hit, but most guests commented that there was a certain something in the air that night. Call it love or call it too much vodka, but everyone seemed to agree that there was a palpable sense of carefree happiness that made for a memorable evening (and I quote, “the best wedding ever”). Friends and family still rehash our wedding night to this day trying to discern what exactly the magic ingredient was. The world may never know…
10. What did you do after the wedding? A bunch of us headed over to Rocco’s Tacos, a Mexican bar and restaurant next to the Marriott for a low-key after party. We didn’t put too much effort into planning a separate after party, but sitting at the bar eating chips and guac and hanging out with our friends and family was the perfect way to wind down our night.
Bonus: Did you have a private after-party with your new spouse or crash afterward? Definitely crashed afterwards. Mr. S and I were completely spent by the time we made it back to our hotel room that we almost fell asleep in our wedding attire. If not for the corset that all of sudden was pinching into my sides, the bobby pins that I could feel poking at my scalp, or the burning in the my feet from the sky-high heels (bridal adrenaline apparently also acts as a numbing agent/painkiller), we would have remained fully dressed on our wedding night.
(All photos are credited to Clean Plate Pictures.)