There would be no more down time. Once we were dressed, the ball was rolling and it wasn't stopping until way past midnight, when I finished cleaning up my sleeping husband's tux. But that's a story for later-- let's get dressed first!
By this time I was totally getting into my bridey-ness! Finally! I was starting to feel like my normal self after the morning's rough start and the giddiness of dressing for my wedding started to creep onto my face...
I hadn't put the dress on in 2 weeks, here's hoping it fits right!
Making sure the girls are in place and starting to feel like a real bride.
Mom fastened the string of pearls Mr. Barrettes gave me for Valentine's Day. This was the first I'd seen the dress and pearls together.
The back bunched slightly, but my train would cover it. I think I lost a little weight the previous week from stress. I also have a scar on my left boob that I needed to touch up with my magic disappearing makeup. There was never a thought in my mind to cover any of my tats, as I had previously wondered. You will definitely spot them throughout the evening.
Meanwhile, across the street, my groom was getting ready as well!
I talked him into a real bow tie. Pre-tied bow ties are okay too, and my dad's was perfect, but there's just something organic about about a self-tie. It wasn't always perfect, and he was worried about it looking messed up pretty much the whole day, so I'm sure in hindsight he would have preferred a pre-tie, but even in it's imperfection, it was flawless.
We were now officially a bride and a groom! There was just enough time for a few last minute touch-ups and we would be off to the winery to sneak our "first look"!
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