Another thing that happened on Wednesday

Another thing that happened on Wednesday:

Kyle and I had our wedding featured on a wedding blog, The Perfect Wedding! Check it out here.

Photo by the wonderful Jan & Rosanne of Orange Passion Photography

(FYI: It's in Dutch, but Google translate will give you the gist of the text)

Wedding, part eight - We stood there and we made promises

Anna: I love you.


Kyle: I love you.


Anna: And even though our lives are on the verge of some big changes,


Kyle: And I can't make any elaborate promises,


Anna: Because life is unpredictable and hard,


Kyle: I can promise this.


Anna: I promise to be your home, and to make you mine.


Kyle: I promise to talk with you openly every day.


Anna: I promise to listen, and to hear you.


Kyle: I promise to share in your joy,


Anna: and to be a respite from your sorrows.


Kyle: I promise that my words, my actions, and my heart will be honest and loyal always.


Anna: I promise to love you fiercely, and sweetly,


Kyle: Just as I have these past seven years, and above all,


Anna: I'll carry your heart with me


Kyle: I'll carry it in my heart.

Wedding, part seven - Readings

I never cried during our ceremony. I almost did, indeed, I choked up. It was beautiful (if I do say so myself).

My favourite part, other than the part where I married my love, were the readings. This one, in particular, read by Kyle's sister:

The young couple first married on August 5, 1944, when Joseph was eight and Sarah six, and first ended their marriage six days later when Joseph refused to believe, to Sarah's frustration, that the stars were silver nails in the sky, pinning up the black nightscape. They remarried four days later, when Joseph left a note under the door of Sarah's parents' house: I have considered everything you told me, and I do believe that the stars are silver nails.

They ended their marriage again a year later, when Joseph was nine and Sarah seven, over a quarrel about the nature of the bottom of the river bed. A week later, they were remarried, including this time in their vows that they should love each other until death, regardless of the existence of the riverbed, the temperature of the river bed's bottom (should it exist), and the possible existence of starfish on the possibly existing riverbed.

They ended their marriage one hundred and twenty times throughout their lives and each time remarried with a longer list of vows. They were sixty and fifty-eight at their last marriage, only three weeks before Sarah died of heart failure and Joseph drowned himself in the bath. Their marriage contract still hangs over the door of the house they on-and-off shared-nailed to the top post and brushing against the welcome mat:

"It is with everlasting devotion that we, Joseph and Sarah L, reunite in the indestructible union of matrimony, promising love until death, with the understanding that the stars are silver nails in the sky, regardless of the existence of the bottom of the river, the temperature of this bottom (should it exist) and the possible existence of starfish on the possibly existing riverbed, overlooking what may or may not have been accidental grape juice spills, agreeing to forget that Joseph played sticks and balls with his friends when he promised he would help Sarah thread the needle for the quilt she was sewing, and that Sarah was supposed to give the quilt to Joseph, not his buddy, ignoring the simple fact that Joseph snores like a pig, and that Sarah is no great treat to sleep with either, letting slide certain tendencies of both parties to look too long at members of the opposite sex, not making a fuss over why Joseph is such a slob, leaving his clothes wherever he feels like taking them off, expecting Sarah to pick them up, clean them, and put them in their proper place as he should have, or why Sarah has to be such a pain about the smallest things, such as which way the toilet paper unrolls, or when dinner is five minutes later than she was planning, because, let's face it, it's Joseph who's putting that paper on the roll and dinner on the table, disregarding whether the beet is a better vegetable than the cabbage, putting aside the problems of being fat-headed and chronically unreasonable, trying to erase the memory of a long since expired rose bush that a certain someone was supposed to remember to water when his wife was visiting family, accepting the compromise of the way we have been, the way we are, and the way we will likely be. May we live together in unwavering love and good health. Amen."

- Johnathan Safran Foer, from his book Everything is Illuminated.

Wedding, part six - Ceremony

Apologies for the long absence. Moving clear across the country will do that to a little blog.

Some ceremony photos:

Wedding, part five - photoshoot

Wedding, part four - the decorations

everything you see here I made myself! With the exception of the cake, which was made with love by one of my maids of Honour (I had two). Didn't she do wonderfully? I was especially pleased with the place cards and table numbers, since I made those a panicked three days before the wedding!

We had our bouquets and bouts made by a florist, but to save money we just purchased cut flowers (for convenience's sake, we bought these from the florist too) and arranged them into jars and other containers I'd collected on friday night - there were eight or so girls hanging out and helping friday, so it really took only half an hour or so.

Wedding, part three - First Look

Kyle and I chose to see each other before the ceremony to do all of our photos. I loved having the thrill of seeing him for the first time be a relatively private moment, and it really helped to make sure neither of us got nervous.

Although the trend has been done to death, the cowboy boots belong to my beautiful sister, who couldn't make the wedding because she is broke in the land of Aus at the moment. They were my something borrowed, and I thought of her every time I looked down.

I made the ruffle myself, using this tutorial.

Wedding, part two - getting ready (boys)

Wedding, part one - getting ready (girls)

our photographers' website is here. They do some dreamy black and whites, don't they?

Married.

Our wedding was this weekend. It was wonderful, fabulous, exhilirating.

The whole wedding was outdoors, and we got poured on nearly the whole time. And it didn't matter a bit.
I'm beyond excited to see our wedding photos, but our photobooth pictures have been posted and they are hilarious. So, some photobooth favourites:

(my papa)

Cute, that husband of mine, isn't he? We used the E.E. Cummings quote in our vows:

"I carry your heart with me, I carry it in my heart."

more, later.

Pom-pom

The other day my lovely friend and co-maid of honour, Sheena, helped me cross another wedding project off my list. I didn't have a lot of choices as far as tissue paper colours went, but I really love how these sherbet-y colours ended up looking together, and I'm glad I never committed to a hard and fast colour palate!

We may need more, but it sure feels good to be getting things done... especially things that I can actually see and hold in my hands.

A lot of words in which I actually say very little

I haven't often posted photos of myself here. Not for any particular reason, of course, just because I don't want this to be a 'this is what I did this weekend, and we got sooooo druunk and took some photos' or whatever, and truly, it's not often that I take photos of myself/have my photo taken without at least a small level of inebriation. It's just how it is; pulling out the camera and making pouty faces is usually more fun after a glass of wine or four that it typically is dead-sober, you know?

Huh. off-topic.


The reason I'm putting this picture up is twofold:


One, I made this necklace with a mind for something bold and cheerful to wear for the wedding. I'm not sure yet whether i'll wear it for that purpose, but it's fun, no?

The other reason I wanted to post this picture was that I ABSOLUTELY HAD TO show you all my lovely new lip colour, which I went on a quest today for with Nina after seeing this chanel lipstick ad:

Isn't that colour on the right just perfect? I had to have it. Never before has an advertisement had such a strong effect on me. Chanel isn't exactly in my budget right now, but I'd have splurged for it if I had to.


Luckily, I didn't. I found a perfectly comparable colour at a pharmacy by a brand I'd never noticed before called Pupa Milano for around half the cost of Coco's version.


Anyway, My intention was to show you the colour in my photo, except once uploaded off my iphone I realized the colours are awful and you can't tell at all. So please, take my word for it - my lips look just like Vanessa Paradis right now.