Wedding #1 Was Amazing

Isn't it nice when you realize that your heart hasn't completely turned to stone? That you can talk all you want, but at the end of the day weddings still make you cry and celebrate? There were no moments of bitterness, pity parties or sadness. Nope, this wedding was an absolute joy and, dare I say, fabulous!

The wedding day jitters finally hit me when I had my dress on and was trying to put my shoes on. I was so nervous, I had a hard time strapping them on and I wasn't even the one getting married! On my way to the ceremony, the closer the taxi cab got to the church, the more excited I became.

And then she started walking down the aisle with her father. I cannot even begin to express how stunning Anonymous' sister looked. One minute I'm anxious to see her and the next my eyes are watering over. I guess it was a combo of how beautiful she looked, her dad walking her down the aisle and the fact that "OMG she's getting married!!" all rolled up into this incredibly sweet moment we were so lucky to be a part of.

The reception hall in New Jersey was beautiful. And don't get me started on the yummy food. (Actually, I was so hungry after the ceremony, I had to run into the bodega across the street to buy chips for the ride over! Oh, and gum to mask the cheddar and sour cream smell afterwards.) Anywho, the food seemed to keep coming nonstop. A cocktail hour filled with sliders, crab cakes, calamari, shrimp, pasta, tender prime ribs, chicken fingers, quesadillas, sushi, cheese and the sweetest fruits you could taste. By the time dinner rolled around we were stuffed. There was salad, penne à la vodka and a lemon chicken with potatoes and veggies dish that was so filling I thought I'd have to be cut out of my dress. But I think all the dancing took care of those worries.

Yes, yours truly spent practically the whole night on the dance floor. And if I was sitting (because there was yet more food being shoved down our throats) then I was hopping and bopping in my seat begging one of the other girls to stop crying about their sore feet and come dance - or come get another drink. Gotta love open bars! I'd also like to say that my shoes kept up with me wonderfully! A couple toes did ache a bit, but I didn't 1) bust my head open because I actually managed to walk in those heels perfectly fine, 2) ever take them off because the pain was completely bearable nor 3) stop dancing! I had such an awesome time, I really wished the night would've gone on for a couple more hours.

I only hope every subsequent wedding I attend includes: candelabra-balancing belly dancers, tambourines and stick tricks, best men who aren't afraid of busting a (ridiculous) move on the dance floor, bridesmaids who can dance like Dominican Egyptians, the Cha-Cha Slide and guests who can joke, drink, dance and party the whole night through regardless of whether they've ever met you or not.

I guess at this point I'm just gushing, but I really did have the most amazing time. I think the bride and groom had a magical one themselves. Best wishes to the gorgeous newly weds!



P.S. I found one detail in the best man's hour-long speech particularly interesting: the bride and groom first met nearly 15 years ago...when they were co-workers :)

P.P.S. More lovely wedding photos here!