There is no way I’m going to be able to post anything with an inkling of sense to it.
I am exhausted, mentally and physically, and looking back? I’m not even sure why or how it happened, but all I can say is that I am glad I wasn’t the bride!
Not because she isn’t the luckiest lady on the planet (she is), but because she was a bajillion times busier and more stressed for a bajillion times longer than I was and the poor girl is working today! NUTS, I tell you what.
As the best friend of the bride, my biggest duty was the hair. Yes, you heard me.
I did the bride’s hair and if that isn’t stressful…wow. Actually, it wasn’t really, because a) I didn’t let myself think about it much and 2) the bride was SO low-key that I wasn’t worried.
That mess of curls up there is held in place with a single rubber band and about 100 bobby pins. And a sprinkling of pixie dust and magic.
Ranunculus, roses, calla lillies (my favorite flower of all time!), and some other stuff that I have no idea what is called; The flowers were all arranged, cut, and chosen by the bride’s twin sister. She did an amazing job, all by herself, and it was truly beautiful.
Vibrant, bright and gorgeous in the middle of February in the Midwest. Well done!
There were cowboy boots, a Contra band, coffee, wine, good food, friends, conversation, cakes, beer, luminaries, lots of candles, Lake Superior rocks….
In short, the wedding was spectacular and like all weddings, much too fast.
I was up early and out late. And by late, I mean well past my bedtime, though the other rockstars were still partying when I left.
As you can clearly see from the photo above,
I need a haircut I was not at my peak.
And again, I echo what I said above: I can’t even imagine being the bride. All I can think is that she was running on pure adrenaline. And maybe the beer and scotch helped a little.
For me? I imbibed early and heavily and the wine went straight to my head. Then came the coffee, and even though I drank about 4 cups after dinner, I had NO trouble sleeping that night. Like a ROCK.
Here’s to a future full of happiness for my best friend and her new partner!
Do you like weddings? When’s the last wedding you went to? Tell me a good wedding story – your’s or someone elses. I’m feeling the love here.