Twelve Years: 07/08/07
Twelve years ago on a hot day in South Pasadena Ian and I got married. We had our ceremony and the reception at the women's center. Parking wasn't great but the building was lovely and we really didn't want to get married in a church or temple.
My grandmother came out of retirement to be our wedding coordinator. I know that the bride is usually supposed to be gaga to plan everything and make it the "perfect" wedding but after having been her assistant all through school, I had been to so many weddings that I felt like I'd already done the work a thousand times over. Ian, on the other hand, was thrilled and full of ideas. So he did most of the planning.
As with any wedding we had a bunch of hiccups. Our original date was July 1st but the priest couldn't make that date and asked us to postpone a week. Then just weeks (or was it days?) before the wedding, the woman who had taken our order for the wedding cake was fired in some sort of scandalous to-do leaving us without a cake. So we had to scramble to find someone who could throw something together. Then the photographer (a family friend) was too ill to make the trip up from San Diego; we ended up just asking everyone for copies of their photographs. It made everyone feel like professional photographers for the day and made Ian and me feel like we were in a room full of paparazzi!
Some other odd things we did. We chose a blue that everyone was calling "Crisco blue" for our color. We had silk flowers instead of real ones. I let my bridesmaids buy their own dresses rather than having a set pattern. The only rule: it had to be "Crisco blue". Oh and we had my brother as an attendant too (but he got to wear a tux). Finally, I rented my dress. No way I wanted to fork out a lot of money for a dress I'd only wear once.
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Karina
Happy Anniversary! I love that you did your own thing for your wedding and didn't let "traditions" rule your day. I've been a bridesmaid WAY too many times to mention, and I hate that brides let themselves be "led" to have the wedding everyone else wants them to have...good for you for having the wedding YOU wanted to have!
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Mom
I know I'm probably a bit prejudiced, but your wedding was the nicest I have ever attended. Friends still comment on it. Remember how the priest dropped the ring? That was pretty funny, too. "