4 months, 1 week, 5 days.
In 4 months, 1 week, and 5 days I will be preparing myself to walk down the aisle to marry the love of my life. Surrounded by my bestest friends, I’ll spend the morning primping and getting all dolled up. And then, just moments before 5 pm, I will walk in the door of our wedding venue and make my way back to the aisle. The aisle that I will walk down to become a Mrs. The aisle at which on the other end stands my heart. My love. My best friend. My forever.
I remember before we ever got engaged, I had made up my mind that when/if it ever happened I didn’t want a long engagement. 6 months, max. Well, we got engaged in August 2014 and then decided on a date in October. June 6, 2015. 8 months from when we chose the date. 9 1/2 months from when we got engaged. Seems fast to a lot of people I’m sure, since many take a year or more to plan a wedding. But for me, at the time, it felt like 8 months was forever away. Even J said it was a long time. But for various reasons, we just couldn’t do it any sooner. Well, not and have an actual wedding ceremony and reception, anyway.
So, the date was set and I got busy with all my planning. Budgeting, searching, stressing, crying. You know…the usual chaotic mess that is wedding planning. Finding a venue was somewhat difficult. We had a pretty specific idea of what we wanted to be able to do on our own, what we were willing to spend, and the level of formality we wanted to have. Which was minimal. We wanted pretty casual. Not all the fuss and muss and traditional formalities. We wanted a venue where we could do our own catering, bring in our own alcohol, and ideally just have a big, informal party after the ceremony.
It took some searching, but we finally found exactly the type of place we wanted, and for an amazing price. I won’t say it’s all be easy breezy, but for the most part the planning since we found and booked our venue has been smooth sailing. Just had to get over that one hump first. Now, 4 months has almost flown by and while I have almost everything on my list checked off as reserved, purchased, ordered, etc. I find myself checking it all the time to make sure I’m not missing anything.
Buying my dress last Saturday was definitely one of the highlights for me. You see, I’m a do-everything-I-can-online kinda gal. If I can get info, order, book, reserve, or whatnot everything online…that’s what I’m going to do in most cases. But the dress…well, I wasn’t taking any chances on that one. I had to try them on and see what they looked like on me before I’d make that purchase. It was such an exciting day. My mom and three of my closest friends (who are 3 of my 4 Matrons of Honor and Bridesmaids) were with me, which added to the fun. I can’t even explain how I felt when I walked out of the dressing room in the dress that would wind up being mine. Let’s just say that I am not a fan of shopping or trying on clothes. I don’t get excited about it and I very rarely get excited about the way things look.
But this dress, you guys. I felt like it was made for me and like it made me look so beautiful and so skinny. Like OMG skinny. And that’s what a bride wants to feel like on her wedding day, right? Beautiful. And that’s what she wants her hubby to see when she steps out onto the aisle. The most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. That’s how this dress makes me feel.