(1,000 internet points for anyone who can catch the reference in the title!*)
So”¦we were married! What exactly do you do right after you get married? We did a receiving line. It seems receiving lines aren’t very popular nowadays because they have a reputation for taking way too long, but we still really wanted to do one. We thought it might be the only time of the day when we’d be able to speak to everyone individually, and we didn’t want our guests to go unappreciated. Plus, there were tons of relatives on both sides that were from out of town, and I wanted guaranteed hugs from all of the aunts, uncles, and cousins I hardly ever get to see!
After the processional, Mr. Wiz and I snuck up the back stairs of the banquet hall, while the bridal party and parents led the guests around to the front. This way, Mr. Wiz and I had a few moments to ourselves, and we were able to have the receiving line in the foyer of the banquet hall, where the escort cards, guest “book” photo mat, and gift table were located—everything the guests would need before going to their table right in one place!
I literally don’t remember those few moments of alone time before the receiving line made it to the front door; I was too far gone on Cloud Nine to be thinking much at all. All I remember is telling Mr. Wizard about the spider and quickly fixing my hair after I’d seen what the wind had done to it (it was not pretty), and before I knew it, the parents had arrived at the foyer and the receiving line had begun.
Disappointment #1: I have no idea where our photographers were during this time. We have absolutely no photos or video of the receiving line, and that hurts a little. I would so love to have photos of all the hugs, smiles, and interactions between us and our guests—it would have been the perfect time to capture some real, unbridled emotions. They knew we were doing a receiving line, and I wasn’t paying much attention to their whereabouts on the wedding day, so I didn’t realize until afterward that they skipped the receiving line.
The line only took about 20 minutes, and while guests settled in for cocktail hour, this bride and groom headed back outside with the photographers for a little glam time. The wind, however, had other plans:
From the very first moment we posed, the wind took my veil up once again, and we could not for the lives of us get it to stay put. Michael stepped in to try and help, but it was a lost cause.
In one final huge gust, the wind finally got its way: my veil blew right out of my hair and off my head. MOH Lefty caught it, but we decided to just forgo it for the rest of the photos.
This whole photo shoot felt like being in a dream. Again, I’m finding myself at a loss for words to describe the way it felt to be all dressed up on this most beautiful day, under a willow tree, cars driving by and honking their congratulations at us, warm wind on my face, my husband’s hand in mine. It was magical.
We each got a little bit of solo time in front of the camera too.
We took photos all around the venue.
Apparently we kiss a lot!
Next up, I’ll have to show you some of the outtakes from this session, because, as usual with us, things got a little goofy.
(*If you didn’t catch the reference in the post title”¦here you go!)
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- First, I kick things off with our wedding video.
- I go stir-crazy, and almost choke to death, the week before our wedding.
- We had a pretty bad venue setup/rehearsal day.
- I’m the bride with the weak stomach.
- The crew arrives, and the ladies get pretty.
- Hairstylist B accidentally shares a little secret!
- Bride and groom exchange cards and a surprise gift.
- Tying bow ties is a comedy of errors.
- Finally, I become a bride!
- All the little details.
- A special lady gets a special gift.
- Here comes the sun, and the bride (AKA our first look).
- We took some family photos.
- We processed, and got married!
- An unexpected guest showed up and made themselves at home”¦right on Mr. Wiz’s head.
All photos by MichaelWill Photography unless otherwise noted. Images market with an (*) are edited by me, with permission from Michael.