This week, Stasha has asked us to talk about weddings for Monday Listicles. Having not attended a lot of weddings recently, and also having just celebrated my 10th anniversary a couple of months ago, I decided that I would talk about 10 things that made my own wedding great.
We had a great group of people who came to our wedding. A lot of my family travelled from the United States to be there to celebrate, and I had aunts, uncles, cousins and my Lola all there to witness the big day. It was the last time I got to see my Lola before she passed away, so I was so glad that she was there. My grandparents were there, as were all of our friends. I had some old friends, and new friends, and together we partied hard and had a great time!
We had an awesome buffet, that included chicken, potatoes, salad and lots of other stuff that has by this time slipped completely from my mind. I just know that it took me a long time to pick the menu, and that people commented on how yummy everything was. The rest is a blur for me. I do remember that I somehow managed to drop a roast potato down the front of my dress and had to try and fish it out discreetly at the table. Apparently that was one of the more memorable moments of the reception for me.
As I mentioned in last week’s listicle, I associate songs to memories in a major way. For our wedding, we wanted to have a mix of fun stuff, things that would get people up and dancing on the dance floor. My husband was adamant that we not have a lot of the typical cheese that you so commonly find played by the DJ, so we came up with a No Play list. I do believe that Mambo No. 5 was included on that list. Our first dance was to LeAnn Rimes’ “I Need You”, and we were announced to the guests and entered the reception to “The Imperial March”. I have been wracking my brain for the last couple of days to try and remember the song that I danced with my Dad to, but for some reason, I can’t. I know that it will appear in my head in a few weeks, likely in the middle of the night, but if you were there and happen to remember, please let me know! We had a great time dancing, and from the looks of it, so did everyone else. Really, though, isn’t that the funnest part of a wedding reception? (Well, that and the booze, of course)
Our ceremony was beautiful. Not too long, but enough to say what we wanted to say. We incorporated a few Filipino traditions, such as the cord, the veil, and the coins, into the ceremony to honour my Dad’s heritage. We had a tiny bridal party, just my best friend and my husband’s brother stood up with us. It was nice. Not to say that everything went perfectly, of course, as my brother-in-law handed over the wrong rings, and I ended up cramming my ring onto M’s finger in a panic, all the while thinking “WHY won’t this ring go on his finger? I’m not shaking that much!”. Plus, I had been determined that I wasn’t going to cry, and, since I’m not a huge crier to begin with, I figured that was a reasonable thought. Right? WRONG. The moment I got to the alter and saw him standing there, I started to cry and I cried pretty much all the way through. Gah! Did I mention we had bubbles??!!!
A beautiful, outdoor setting, right in front of a pond. Ceremony and reception were in the same location, and there were lots of gorgeous places for pictures.
I loed my bouquet SO much, I wanted to preserve and keep it forever. Sadly, it didn’t dry out well, so I ended up tossing it in the end, but it will be forever memorialized in pictures.
So much fun. Our photographer came for the preparations at my parent’s house, got pictures there, and then stayed until we left the reception. As a result, I have pictures of every single person who was at the wedding (which is good, because until I looked at them again recently, I had forgotten that some people were there – oops!). We have formal pictures, informal pictures, and everything in between. My husband, on the other hand, would probably have preferred not to, but this was on occasion where I insisted.
Oh, my beautiful cake. It was a chocolate cake with chocolate covered strawberries on the top. We taste tested a few until we found the one we wanted. When it arrived, it looked so nice. Sadly, it was very hot that day, and the staff didn’t keep the cake in the fridge, so just as we started to cut the cake, it collapsed. Luckily, we did get a picture before the collapse, so that was good. I was a bit gutted about it at the time, but laugh about it now. Still tasted good though!
My friend prepared a beautiful toast to the bride that was so her and I. My brother in law made a beautiful toast to his brother that brought everyone to tears. My uncles toasted us. My sister sang a song, as did a friend of mine with her baby. A friend of our family got up during the open mic and made a speech that had me in tears, when he talked about how we had supported each other during a really tough time. They were all so different and so amazing. One of my most favourite parts of the night.
I have enjoyed taking this little trip down wedding memory lane, and I hope you enjoyed coming with me! What are your favourite parts of weddings? Yours or a particularly memorable one you’ve been to?