Monday, July 1, 2013

Gettin' Hitched Part 2

Here is the second part of my wedding story. If you haven't, take a look at Gettin' Hitched Part 1 to read about the first half of this adventure.

(Pssst this post may be a little photo heavy)

So after relaxing, getting photos taken, and being spoiled by my bridesmaids, I was left alone in the back room so they could line up. It was crazy to be looking in the mirror, knowing it would be my last time as a single girl.

The clock struck 2. Then 2:05. My aunt and grandma were running late, so the ceremony got held up about 20 minutes (I think my father-in-law was sure I was getting cold feet! haha) Finally, they arrrive, and the ceremony began.
Our officiant, waiting for the wedding to start. Also notice my ghetto-finagled unity candle. 
The mothers lighting the unity candles
As I waited on the side of the back of the church, I saw each of my bridesmaids leave. It was getting closer and closer to my entrance, and I really was not as nervous as I thought I'd be. I knew I was ready, and I knew that my soul mate was waiting for me on that altar.
The A Team all at the altar
The groomsmen, and my man, waiting at the altar. Don't they look spiffy?
Before my dad walked me up, he looked at me and said "I'm proud of you, and you being my daughter is my everything." Holy crap, so much for holding back tears! But I pulled myself together so that my dad could walk me down the aisle.

That is, until I entered the church and saw this face:
Yeah, no chance of holding it together when I saw this. This is the man when he saw me.
Even through the tears and wobbling on my purple heels, I made it up the aisle. Let's get this show on the road!
The whole gang!
My best friend and I
Reading my own handwritten vows (I highly recommend every wedding have this!)
The ring exchange...I put a ring on it!
The smooch
We did it! I officially am Mrs. Jordan, Brad's wife!

After the ceremony, I hugged all my tear-filled bridesmaids, personally let the guests out with the man, and then took a billion pictures.
One of many family pictures
Me, my grandma, and the man
My A Team working to bustle my dress...it took forever! It's like brain surgery I swear!
While this looks pretty, I was just seeing what the heck was going on behind me!
After pictures, it was reception time! Yay for fiesta-ing!

Stats for the reception:

Location: Wege Center at Aquinas

Meal options: plated chicken with ricotta stuffing, beef wellington, or quinoa-stuffed zuccini

Cake: marble cake with chocolate icing and butter cream frosting

Toasts: best men Ben (shared embarressing stories of Brad (apparently he puked in a toaster once)) and Jon (wrote a toast using the lyrics from Journey songs), maid of honor Erin (gave the man a kit for being my best friend, as well as instructions on how to take on this job successfully) 

Band or DJ: DJ Ron Trapp



Father-Daughter Dance: In My Life by the Beatles

Photo booth: Yes
Our first dance as husband and wife
Yeah, we smashed the cake. Do you expect any less?
Yes, we had a photo booth thanks to my amazing Aunt!
Yes, that's my DJ dressed up as Michael Jackson. He also dress up as John Lennon and Vanilla Ice. 
Overall, my wedding was an absolute dream. I am so blessed to have so many loved ones willing to work their booties off to make the day amazing. Everyone danced, ate, drank, and was merry.

That being said, it's very nice to sit in a chair in sweats and not have to worry about wedding planning anymore :)

But for real I am oh so blessed and truly felt like a princess (don't judge my cliche) on the wedding day.

Love and Blessings,

Annmarie Faye

4 comments:

  1. You always look like a princess, well maybe not with frosting all over your face (; glad you like some of those photos. Miss you already!

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  2. Aw thanks girl! I miss you too! :)

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  3. Perfect day for the prettiest Princess!! I would of added about dad getting so choked up he forgot to give you away! <3

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    1. Aw I should have! That was so precious! Funny, but precious!

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