First Five Years of Marriage

Today makes our five year anniversary, I wasn’t blogging at the time when we got married so I am going to take this milestone and blog about the weekend of our dreams and the little things I’ve learned over the last five years of marriage.

I am going to try to remember as many little details as possible about the big day, I never imagined we would have the wedding of my dreams but we pulled it off with an extremely small budget!

We got engaged in November 2013 and married June 21, 2014. It was a pretty short engagement but we had previously been together 6 years before this and my best friend was leaving for deployment that July for two years and there was no way she wasn’t going to be a part of this. I searched everywhere for a venue in New Orleans that had availability first and then from there went with price.

My parents were married at the infamous St. Louis Cathedral in New Orleans, LA and then walked down to the Royal Sonesta on Bourbon Street for their reception. I contacted the Royal Sonesta to see if it was possible to get married there and their price range was a ways out of our budget. After talking with them and bringing up my parents we finally came to the resolution of a small courtyard wedding, in budget!

Here is a side by side of my parents and their wedding party standing in almost the same spot as us in the courtyard, only a 36 year difference!

Leading up to the weekend I created all the little details, shopped small for all my décor and florals. Both Frank and I come from a long line of long lasting marriages so I got wedding photos of our parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles and cousins and printed them out and displayed them at the wedding. For favors since our bulldog Ledger was not going to be able to make it I decided to make little pillows with thank you tags of him. Thankfully I had the best group of ladies come and help me make these pillows, that were a huge hit I think that everyone was so happy to take a little Ledger home. It definitely felt unique to us to be able to do that.

All my closest friends flew and drove in except for one only because she was ready to pop! I think I actually still have her bridesmaids gift boxed up with our wedding stuff, I should probably send that to her, sorry E! We only had like 50-60 guests, maybe even less. I told myself I should write down everyone who came just to be able to remember years from now.

The room at the Royal Sonesta was a dream come true. All the girls stayed with me the night before and we woke up early and drove to Sephora to get makeup done, free with $50 purchase of course! We drove back to the hotel set up the courtyard and got dressed. Ultimately I didn’t think that all of that would take so long but it did. Guests started trickling in and came to help us set up the courtyard, which was so funny. I think most everyone was actually staying at the Royal Sonesta so we were bound to run into each other. After set up all the girls and my sisters came up to the room to get dressed and ready while Frank and I had our first look before the wedding. We definitely chose to have that little moment to ourselves (and the lovely Starling and Sage) because we knew we wouldn’t really get it until after everything.

I was just telling Stephanie, of Starling and Sage, last night that I don’t think I would ever feel as beautiful as I do in these photos they took. They were such a dream to have as our photographers but also they have been long time friends so it was perfect.

We had everything set up and did first looks, talked with family and friends and it was time to line up for the wedding. It was an intimate wedding setting around the fountain in the courtyard. Here comes probably my most fond memory of the weekend which I know would probably make most brides vomit but to me it was just like well it is what it is.

Right as we were all lined up to walk out, our family walked down the aisle, my sisters walked down with my nephews, next Carla, then it was just Caitlin and myself and my Dad. Caitlin had just stepped out to walk and my Dad took a step back to look at me one last time, such a sweet and tender moment but as he was stepping back I was stepping forward and RIIIPPPPPPPPP, he had stepped on my train and took my dress with it. A gaping 5 inch hole right over my butt. My poor dad, his face, I’ll never forget that face he looked like the world had ended and apologized. I could hear the wedding planner yelling like you need to go, and she was a total stickler and I just looked at her and said we need pins, I ran to the front desk asked for some pins, my dad offered to give up the one from his corsage on his jacket, the wedding planner was like no and grabbed some pins and literally as we were walking out she was tying up my dress and boom I walked out.

I wasn’t even worried or mad, its like how can you be over something so trivial, I was about to marry the man of my dreams and I had my dad right there with me. There was nothing stopping me from feeling everything I felt, even a ripped dress. The wedding planner did such a good job tying me up I don’t think anyone ever noticed. It was behind me so I couldn’t see it so it was only forward moving for me! A story for the books people! If only I had gotten a photo of it!