After a week that totally kicked me in the rear because I had zero motivation, I got to kick back, relax, and spend some time looking through our wedding photos, pulling my faves, and giving you all a little recap. I know it happened FOREVER ago but goodness I blogged about the build-up and planning like nobody’s business and then right before the wedding, I took a blogging break – not fair! I feel like I at least owe you people a sense of how the story ended/began.
The day before the wedding was insanity. We were crazy busy decorating, welcoming family, and trying to make sure everything was in place. We were truly overwhelmed by how awesome our family and friends were at stepping up and helping us make
our my super-ambitious decorating plans happen. One of Brandon’s groomsmen spent 3+ hours fluffing pom-poms for the ceiling. What a champ.
Our venue was really nice, but it was plain, which meant we put a TON into jazzing it up. I’m talking 60+ hours of DIY madness in the months before the wedding. I am forever indebted to my aunt for leading the DIY crew and helping us do crazy things like make lanterns out of laundry soap buckets.
I decorated and decorated until about 9pm when I became extremely grumpy and tired and my extremely wise sister-in-law forced me to go home and relax. I spent the evening before the wedding in my parents’ hot tub with a glass of wine. 10/10, would recommend.
Waking up the day of the wedding was the weirdest feeling. I kept trying to tell myself that HOLY CRAP I WAS GETTING MARRIED but it wasn’t really sinking in, you know? It just felt like a super exciting happy romance party.
We started our morning @ the salon with Starbs (OF COURSE), where we all got updos and I got my makeup done. My hair turned out totally different than the practice updo, but I ended up liking it even better. My mom stopped by to bring us snacks, but ended up staying to do manis (she used to own a spa). After getting all dolled up at the salon, we got our dresses on at the church.
We chose to see each other for the first time before the wedding instead of during it, so that we could get photos out of the way. I wanted the reveal on the mountain outside of town, but the wind 1000% didn’t cooperate so it was all I could do to navigate my floor-length veil and dress and hair and find Brandon out in the middle of a field.
First reveal was awesome. It still felt like we were going to some super-fancy prom together but seeing Brandon dressed up made me realize how real this was. After lots of attempts to take photos on the mountain and me having a bridezilla moment re: photos, we relocated and snapped photos by the river instead. And they were GORGEOUS. Seriously if you live anywhere in the Montana/Wyoming area, Andy Gann is your gal. Our photographer was absolutely fantastic. She captured the magic of the moments, our personality as a couple, and got all of our shots taken in record time. This woman is a superhero.
After the photos, it was wedding time! We had about an hour to wait, but it went by so so fast. I remember my dad grabbing my arm to start walking down the aisle, and being like “there’s no way it’s happening already.” But it was.
Brandon cried, which I expected. I sobbed, which I didn’t expect. Our vows were written by our pastor based on biblical mentions of marriage, and they were just beautiful. For a unity ceremony, we opted to do footwashing, pulling from our faith. I had no idea how powerful that would be. So many people came up to us after the wedding and told us that was the most touching thing they’d seen in a wedding. One thing for anyone who does footwashing in their wedding – don’t forget a towel! Brandon and I had a mini crisis when we realized we had no towels and he had to put his socks back on. He ended up with wet socks. Whoops.
Brandon’s main concern about the ceremony was that our kiss would look awkward. It didn’t. Yay us.
We took a quick break to take more photos after the wedding just the two of us, and then we headed to the reception to party. In case you missed earlier posts, Olive Garden CATERED THE WHOLE THING FOR FREE. Yes, our WHOLE DARN WEDDING. The use of caps is necessary here because it was amazing. Not only was it a HUUUUUUGE stress taken off of us to have it paid for, the OG people delivered. They served everyone restaurant-style and were beyond friendly and accommodating. I love these guys so much. They’re basically my family.
Our reception was the best party I’ve ever been to. Our niece and nephew discovered the kissing bell put up by our DJ (every time someone rings it, we have to kiss) and learned that when they rang it, people laughed. We spent half our dinner kissing (oh darn) until someone finally took it away from them.
Brandon told me he was going to be brutal with the cake cutting/smooshing in face, but I didn’t really believe him. He wasn’t lying. I think I’m still picking cake out of my eyebrow.
Nothing reminds you of how AWESOME your inner circle is like wedding speeches. My sister’s speech was funny but heartfelt, and my bestie Briana’s was so sweet. Brandon’s friend Corey told the humorous and touching story of “two star-crossed soulmates” (he was referring to himself and Brandon) and Shane, Brandon’s brother, gave a sentimental older-brother speech. Amber, Brandon’s sister gave a beautiful speech as well. We laughed, we cried, and the grandparents weren’t too scandalized by anything that was said.
The rest of the evening was spent partying it up with everyone we love. The DJ asked Brandon who the woman in the floral dress was that kept requesting hits like “We are Family” and “Play That Funky Music” and he responded “That’s my mother-in-law; let her do what she wants.” Smart man.
Our wedding was truly the day we wanted. It was a day that celebrated us and let us celebrate with everyone we love. I just got our wedding photos hung up yesterday (slow, I know!) and they’re a constant reminder of one of the most fun days of my life.
If you’re married, what was your favorite memory or part of your day? I’d answer that too but I can’t pick just one. :)