See Also: the showers, bachelor&ette party, & rehersal
Alright, so morning of the wedding I get up and get ready to go have my hair done with Kendra (one of bridesmaids) and my mom. we get to the salon. kendra has her hair done first, in beautriful fun curls that are crazy with much hairspray and sparklies. I did my makeup, yellow & orange to sort of go with what ended up being sort of my colour scheme, yellow, orange, and lime.
then i get my hair done. she basically sprayed it all down and normal, which ... well it was about all you could do to my hair that is wedding appropriate, but i don't really like wedding appropriate. there is a reason i will almost not go out in public with my hair altered by styling glue, let me tell you. hairdsrayed and sparkled, of course the hair spray all fell out as it does unless it is spiking spray, which it wasn't. it was nice ... it was just. nice. i am not a tremendously large fan of nice hair, especially on me. but i guess if i had had mad hair, that would've been strange too. i forgot the flowers i should've had in my hair, so no head ornamentation at all, which didn't bother me. not sure what would've been done with the flowers had i brought them, anyway. and just veils ... viels without an updo seem worng to me, especially if you have short hair, because it's like you are making up for having short hair by having a veil.
anyway, then my mom got her hair done. it was a masterpiece of PRO BRAIDING EXTRAVAGANZA STYLE. originally she was going to have a medieval dress, but the lady who did the dresses for me, my mom, and kendra put the kibosh on that and gave her a blue shirt-and-skirt thing. it wasn't my mom at all; i think she would've felt more comfortable in a medieval getup like she wanted. but she just didn't want to argue about it. she even bought new shoes! no birkenstocks! how can this be my mother! Luckily they were sandals still, and pretty utilitarian ones, or ... well my mom has been wearing birkenstocks. only birkenstocks. for ... well since i can remember. so her in shoes that are not birkenstocks is very strange indeed.
then we went back to my parents' house and everyone got all dressed up (well, Kendra, my mother, and I) fun with lacing of awesome corsets, though! and I did Kendra's makeup. then we went over to the church after a lot of rushing around with the dressing. i think iu ended up with old, new, borrowed, and blue, although not really out of design (except the blue, added by the woman who made my skrit. i didn't particularly care about it). So i can't remember what it all was.
Then made our way over to the church, which is about 2 blocks from my house. all my other bridesmaids were assembled on the steps and I got to see their dresses! Which was super exciting, and they all picked such wicked awesome and suitable to their personalities dresses! I think that is something all brides should do. Give your bridesmaids choice. It makes it easier for you and they can't hate you for making them buy a dress they HATE with a BURNING PASSION, and ... i dunno, i think it would be creepy to see all of thdem in identical dresses, so far from identical are they. So that rocked. We got all lined up, and then music played and we walked in. we got to the front super early. So I just stood there and sang the rest of the song, heh. Walking up the aisle was ... really, really exciting. Father Greene wouldn't let Ryan turn around until I got up beside him. The ceremony went EXTREMELY SMOOTHLY, though at the signing of the register Evan hushed Ryan and I up. Grrr.
Then there was the rest of the mass. Wnet pretty well. Glad I know the mass pretyy well and could help out everyone up there who didn't know it as well, cause it went off really really great. It was weird to be at church with my buddies though, I must say.
The homily was AWESOME. I got Father Douglas Skoyles to do it. He was the rector at my church for most of my childhood/early teenage years. He baptized me (when I was 8. My fathetr is not religious and my parents decided I needed to decide for myself if I wanted to be baptized) and led my confirmation class, and he taught me aikido for a while. he's a motorcycle riding ex-buddhist traditional anglican (anglocatholic now) retired priest who was adopted by a japanese family. He is basically TOTALLY AWESOME, and was definately the most influential person in my religious life. His homily was about Ryan and I being young and odds being against us and we were going to be David (of Goliath fame), only it took a long time to make the "going to be David" part obvious, and he was clearly very anglocatholic. A ton of the guests totally didn't appreciate it, I think, which was part of the awesomeness.
It was really, really important to me to have an anglican ceremony, in St John's. it is a really big part of my life, and while I don't always understand everything and am definately not perfect in my efforts, it meant a lot to me to have the wedding there, have a mass. Getting to pick all the hymns was SO awesome, I was so stoked about doing it. Which is one of the reasons i sang all of them; how could i pick all the awesomest, favourite hymns and then not sing them? People apparently noticed me singing and mentioned it later, heh.
I have heard people say that they wouldn't go to a friend's wedding if it were going to be religious. I cannot say how incredibly rude I think that is. People should be able to do what they want at their wedding, whatever that is. Vegas and Elvis or a Greek Orthodox ceremony, or a pagan or wiccan one, and if you like them and want to support them, you should freaking go and show it. yes, you will be bored. And you will not know what's going on, and you will be confused and page flip a lot. You may hear a lot of stuff you don't agree with. I know what that's like, I've gone to religious ceremonies of religions I'm not a part of. Suck it UP. And no one getting married should worry about entertaining the guests during the ceremony. do whatever you want, and tell them to suck it up. That was a tangent; one of my online friends was saying they wouldn't go to a cerremony if it was religious, whereas they would go otherwise, and I was like DUDE, WHAT are you TALKING ABOUT. THAT'S HORRIBLE.
Ok, end tangent. Recieving line was incredibly disorganised, ha. OH WelLZ. eventually Ryan and I had to book it with Eric and Other!Eric, whose name is actually spelled some other way, to Reader Rock Garden for pictars. Wedding transport was, of course, The Trans Am. Burnout-to-end-all ensued. It rocked. Pictures went well, have none yet. Blame Eric. We are told they will be forthcoming.
And .... the recepotion will get its own post.
Alright, so morning of the wedding I get up and get ready to go have my hair done with Kendra (one of bridesmaids) and my mom. we get to the salon. kendra has her hair done first, in beautriful fun curls that are crazy with much hairspray and sparklies. I did my makeup, yellow & orange to sort of go with what ended up being sort of my colour scheme, yellow, orange, and lime.
then i get my hair done. she basically sprayed it all down and normal, which ... well it was about all you could do to my hair that is wedding appropriate, but i don't really like wedding appropriate. there is a reason i will almost not go out in public with my hair altered by styling glue, let me tell you. hairdsrayed and sparkled, of course the hair spray all fell out as it does unless it is spiking spray, which it wasn't. it was nice ... it was just. nice. i am not a tremendously large fan of nice hair, especially on me. but i guess if i had had mad hair, that would've been strange too. i forgot the flowers i should've had in my hair, so no head ornamentation at all, which didn't bother me. not sure what would've been done with the flowers had i brought them, anyway. and just veils ... viels without an updo seem worng to me, especially if you have short hair, because it's like you are making up for having short hair by having a veil.
anyway, then my mom got her hair done. it was a masterpiece of PRO BRAIDING EXTRAVAGANZA STYLE. originally she was going to have a medieval dress, but the lady who did the dresses for me, my mom, and kendra put the kibosh on that and gave her a blue shirt-and-skirt thing. it wasn't my mom at all; i think she would've felt more comfortable in a medieval getup like she wanted. but she just didn't want to argue about it. she even bought new shoes! no birkenstocks! how can this be my mother! Luckily they were sandals still, and pretty utilitarian ones, or ... well my mom has been wearing birkenstocks. only birkenstocks. for ... well since i can remember. so her in shoes that are not birkenstocks is very strange indeed.
then we went back to my parents' house and everyone got all dressed up (well, Kendra, my mother, and I) fun with lacing of awesome corsets, though! and I did Kendra's makeup. then we went over to the church after a lot of rushing around with the dressing. i think iu ended up with old, new, borrowed, and blue, although not really out of design (except the blue, added by the woman who made my skrit. i didn't particularly care about it). So i can't remember what it all was.
Then made our way over to the church, which is about 2 blocks from my house. all my other bridesmaids were assembled on the steps and I got to see their dresses! Which was super exciting, and they all picked such wicked awesome and suitable to their personalities dresses! I think that is something all brides should do. Give your bridesmaids choice. It makes it easier for you and they can't hate you for making them buy a dress they HATE with a BURNING PASSION, and ... i dunno, i think it would be creepy to see all of thdem in identical dresses, so far from identical are they. So that rocked. We got all lined up, and then music played and we walked in. we got to the front super early. So I just stood there and sang the rest of the song, heh. Walking up the aisle was ... really, really exciting. Father Greene wouldn't let Ryan turn around until I got up beside him. The ceremony went EXTREMELY SMOOTHLY, though at the signing of the register Evan hushed Ryan and I up. Grrr.
Then there was the rest of the mass. Wnet pretty well. Glad I know the mass pretyy well and could help out everyone up there who didn't know it as well, cause it went off really really great. It was weird to be at church with my buddies though, I must say.
The homily was AWESOME. I got Father Douglas Skoyles to do it. He was the rector at my church for most of my childhood/early teenage years. He baptized me (when I was 8. My fathetr is not religious and my parents decided I needed to decide for myself if I wanted to be baptized) and led my confirmation class, and he taught me aikido for a while. he's a motorcycle riding ex-buddhist traditional anglican (anglocatholic now) retired priest who was adopted by a japanese family. He is basically TOTALLY AWESOME, and was definately the most influential person in my religious life. His homily was about Ryan and I being young and odds being against us and we were going to be David (of Goliath fame), only it took a long time to make the "going to be David" part obvious, and he was clearly very anglocatholic. A ton of the guests totally didn't appreciate it, I think, which was part of the awesomeness.
It was really, really important to me to have an anglican ceremony, in St John's. it is a really big part of my life, and while I don't always understand everything and am definately not perfect in my efforts, it meant a lot to me to have the wedding there, have a mass. Getting to pick all the hymns was SO awesome, I was so stoked about doing it. Which is one of the reasons i sang all of them; how could i pick all the awesomest, favourite hymns and then not sing them? People apparently noticed me singing and mentioned it later, heh.
I have heard people say that they wouldn't go to a friend's wedding if it were going to be religious. I cannot say how incredibly rude I think that is. People should be able to do what they want at their wedding, whatever that is. Vegas and Elvis or a Greek Orthodox ceremony, or a pagan or wiccan one, and if you like them and want to support them, you should freaking go and show it. yes, you will be bored. And you will not know what's going on, and you will be confused and page flip a lot. You may hear a lot of stuff you don't agree with. I know what that's like, I've gone to religious ceremonies of religions I'm not a part of. Suck it UP. And no one getting married should worry about entertaining the guests during the ceremony. do whatever you want, and tell them to suck it up. That was a tangent; one of my online friends was saying they wouldn't go to a cerremony if it was religious, whereas they would go otherwise, and I was like DUDE, WHAT are you TALKING ABOUT. THAT'S HORRIBLE.
Ok, end tangent. Recieving line was incredibly disorganised, ha. OH WelLZ. eventually Ryan and I had to book it with Eric and Other!Eric, whose name is actually spelled some other way, to Reader Rock Garden for pictars. Wedding transport was, of course, The Trans Am. Burnout-to-end-all ensued. It rocked. Pictures went well, have none yet. Blame Eric. We are told they will be forthcoming.
And .... the recepotion will get its own post.
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