Ask anyone and they'll tell you that I knew it was going to rain on my wedding day. Not in a weird sixth sense sort of way, but because it had to. It's rained on every "significant" day of my life -- proms, graduations, you name it, it rained.
 |
| Andy's dad and the downpour outside |
I was a shockingly calm bride. Even I was surprised by how okay I was with everything. Except when it started to storm. My bridesmaids put on a good show by telling me, "We just looked at the radar and it's supposed to pass by 3, we're totally fine!" Liars.
 |
| My favorite people in the world: my bridesmaids |
The rain did let up enough for a few pictures outside (stay turned for more pictures soon!) and it provided us with a nice breeze during the ceremony and a welcome relief from the incredibly high July temperatures we had been experiencing.
I wish I could go back and relive every second of that magical day. These are just a few of my favorite shots from the hotel (thank you
Amalfi, for your wonderful hospitality!).
 |
| Husband-to-be |
|
|
 | |
| A hat pin that belonged to my Nana (my something old) |
 |
| My mom (and grandma) helping me get ready |
 |
| Fulfilling the "maid" aspect of their duties by getting me in my shoes |
(How amazing is our photographer?! Thank you,
Pam!)
No comments:
Post a Comment