Needless to say many of us here have been waiting for this post since we read this Bruin love story. These are beautiful images and its an honor for us to share it with rest of our Bruin Family. GO BRUINS. - N
Well, by popular demand, here are my wedding pictures, as well as a description of how the day went:
Join me after the jump to find out (see) how my day went ...
I have to admit, I was a nervous wreck the night before. Everything hit me at the rehearsal, especially when I'm standing at the alter, looking out at the church, and thinking, "Everyone is going to be staring at me tomorrow." It was so bad that two of the groomsmen (Mr. BB's childhood friend and his brother-in-law) asked him if I was feeling all right because they thought I looked green. But most of that changed at the end of the rehearsal when Uncle BB, who could tell I was nervous as hell said to me, "We're beating U$C 37-0 in the championship game." Funny how nothing else would calm me down, but that worked.
By the next morning, it was a 180 degree difference. I was incredibly calm and I wasn't crying at all. That was a huge relief to me because I hate crying in front of people, and I cried my eyes out when we got engaged, so I was terrified I would do the same at the wedding. After some funny quotes from the Simpsons from my dad, ("Smithers, release the hounds.") I was ready to go. I remember just smiling as I walked all the way up, looking over at all my family and friends. Here's how the rest of it looked:
This is a good shot of the bridesmaid's dresses. Note how the yellow roses go perfect with the dresses.
Walking out to the overture from "The Marriage of Figaro", a suggestion made by our opera expert Fox 71, with whom I also consulted with on some of the ceremony music.
The gentleman on the left is the famous Uncle BB. This picture is us with our godparents. Actually, my godfather (another uncle that I was also incredibly close to) died three years ago. I asked Uncle BB to stand in for him because he played a huge role in me becoming a Bruin.
A shot of the guys in their blue vests
With the parents
A shot with the girls and me
I could not have asked for a better looking or tasting cake
Entering the reception to "The Mighty Bruins" Too add to my life dream, Mr. BB's sister (a fellow alum) gave everyone in the wedding party blue and gold pom poms to wave. My brother, a Southern Cal sympathizer, immediately blamed me, and Mr. BB's sister had to step in. His words to me, "I can't believe you are putting me up to this. You better get me something nice in Paris." It was one of those priceless moments in my life that I wouldn't trade for anything.
Our favors were blue and yellow M&Ms (one of Mr. BB's favorite candies). This is the box they came in
Toasting with flutes purchased directly from Ackerman
Another really neat thing about the day was that the photographer turned out to be my sorority's favorite photographer for our events. This was totally random, but one of those moments where you know someone is watching over you.
Family and friends still keep telling us how much fun they had, and my aunt's best friend (the one who knows John Barnes's parents) even wrote a thank you card to my parents thanking them for inviting her in on all the fun (she and my aunt have been friends since my dad was a baby, so she is like another sister to him, so that was a no-brainer). I wish all of you could have been there, especially when we came into the reception.
Our honeymoon was in London and Paris. This was my first time to Europe, and I had a blast in London walking around and taking in all the history (I have my degree in English). Paris and I didn't get off on the best of terms (it was cold and rainy when we got there, plus we got lost) but once I had my first bowl of onion soup, we had resolved our differences.
So now that I'm an expert in wedding planning, I'm willing to offer any advice and recommendations.