Although I was pee-in-my-dress excited to get dressed (which I didn't do because I went potty before I got in the dress!), I remember feeling a little bit self-conscious when it was time to step into Evelyn. I don't usually get dressed with 15 pairs of eyes focusing in on my every move (not to mention the two cameras clicking away). None of that shows in the pictures though, with my face consistently conveying the message "Bring on the dress!"
We called That Mother in to do the dress zipping/buttoning honors. You can see my mom's wedding dress, which I wore for the temple sealing, hanging in the background. I don't have any photos in that dress on the wedding day, just a few from the after wedding shoot we did with That Mother.
As she was zipping That Mother exclaimed "What is this ugly blue thing?"
That ugly blue thing, Mother, is my something blue! I sewed it on myself.
Oops, let's just pretend like that didn't happen.
All is forgiven now because the dress is on! I'm officially the bride!
I love this shot of my mom and I both clapping. Clapping is my "thing", I have tons of pictures throughout the wedding day (and my engagements, and my life) of me clapping in excitement. Now I know where I got it from.
BM Lova took a moment to admire my antique Italian cocktail ring. I fell in love with them at an antique fair in Rome this May and picked out 7 different rings for myself and my bridesmaids.
Here is a closeup shot I took to show you all how fab it is. I still can't believe I scored them for 14 Euros each!
That Mother wasn't afraid to get up close and personal when it came to straightening out the layers under Evelyn.
Cleavage. Yes? No?
Now it was time for the train carrying lesson. That Mother points down and says "Reach down and pick the train up bride-daughter."
"Nope, I can't reach that far down and pick it up, I'm still not used to moving in the dress yet. I need you to help me Mother."
"Ok fine, I'll show you. Hold out your arm and drape it over."
"Now hold it just like this whenever you carry it throughout the day."
"Haha, yep, sure. I'll remember to do just that, dear Mother."
Fancy Nancy, we need the veil! The transformation is almost complete.
This picture has me stumped. Obviously I was very excited about having the veil placed on my head so I raised my arms in triumph to celebrate.
That smile didn't last long...
GRRRRR! The tender head strikes again.
I'll just try to do it myself, thank you very much.
It was right at this moment, my friends, that I truly became That Bride.
One final touch, the family heirloom brooch lent to me by Grandma Moo, before I head over to the woods to meet my groom.
All photos, unless otherwise noted, by the deliciously fabulous Kelli Nicole.
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That Wedding: Harbor Sailing
That Wedding: Putting My Face On
That Wedding: The Gift Exchange