So, you've seen everything that went into creating our reception and how it all came together. Now you'll see all the moments that made our wedding the day that it was - starting with our first dance.


We knew we wanted our first dance to be a bit more than us swaying on the dance floor. When we saw Tara & Josh's dance we knew we had to take lessons from their instructor. Their dance was nothing crazy, but it was fun to watch. They had a few spins here and there that kept you (as the person watching) interested. So, we contacted Roseann Eliseo of Wedding Dance Boston. I highly recommend her. In three lessons she gave us everything we needed to have a fun, but not very scripted first dance. Peter & I learned a few spins - a few moves to make it fun for us and our guests!
Our song was "This Will Be Our Year" by The Zombies.
When planning out how we wanted to the day to flow, one thing I absolutely knew was that I wanted our first dance to immediately follow the cocktail hour. I requested that the guests to be escorted into the ballroom and that they be asked to stand semi-circle around the dance floor. The reason being is that I've photographed many weddings where the guests are already seated at their tables during the dances. This means all of the lovely photographs of the couple's first dance shows them very much in the moment, but many of their guests are eating their salads and are engaged in conversation - completely ignoring the couple. The images feel sad to me in a way. In my opinion, photographs of a first dance should have guests looking on and supporting the couple in this special moment. So, I did orchestrate my photographs a bit. We now get to see the reactions of our friends and family as we do a little surprise spin, which makes the photos come to life.


We saved the parent dances for later, the reason for which I explain in just a bit. Following our first dance our guests were seated and we moved right into toasts/speeches. (Which is it really? They're toasts, but they're speeches too. Can't they be both?) We had four toasts. I had two maids of honor, both of which I wanted to give the opportunity to speak. Peter's brother Bryan was the best man, so of course we wanted him to give a toast, but my brother Graham has spent 14 years with us and I wanted to give him the opportunity to say something as well. I must say, they all did a fantastic job of being sentimental (which I love), funny, and brief. I'm pretty positive there wasn't one guest who thought the toast section of our reception was too long. I'm so grateful to have heard what each of them said. Peter & I both had tears streaming down our faces, and we laughed a good amount too.





Dinner was served next. And, as a vendor I'm going to put this out there - we made sure our vendors were served when we were served. A lot of venues serve vendors once the last guest has received their meal. I'm sure this is proper etiquette, however this means we get to eat just as the couple is finished with their meal. We're gulping down our food so that we can be there for the cake cutting and the rest of the reception. Most often as vendors (especially photographers), we eat before we begin shooting for the day and our first chance to nourish ourselves is dinner. I wanted to give our vendors the chance to eat, digest and relax before continuing on with the evening. The funny part is...we were served our delicious meal and then proceeded to talk to a few tables, so we really didn't enjoy our meals as much as our vendors did. Ha!
As the sun was just setting we went back outside for a few more photographs with our photographers Justin & Mary. This also gave us a chance to take it all in before the rest of the evening began.




When dinner was cleared Peter & I cut our cake and then I took the mic for one last speech, of sorts. I had brought with me a letter my mom had sent me, actually it was the last email I recieved from her, while I was in college. I wanted her voice to be present at our wedding, so I read her letter. These are the final lines,
Life and time move on - we have no control over that. You will have a
wonderful summer and you will have many wonderful and happy times to come -
don't dwell on what you did and did not do - phases of our life ending -
like Kindergarten, Middle School and High School and now College - are
markers like on a highway - there is always another surprise and adventure
around the bend. I Love You. Mom
And I added to the 'phases of our life ending' part..."having a fiance and now having a husband".
This is the thing - I originally wanted to read this following our toasts. When it came time to do it I couldn't find my bag with the letter. So, with mic in hand I instead thanked everyone for being there and told them to enjoy their meals. I figured I should let it go - the moment had passed.
What everyone there didn't know was that I had a dream a few nights earlier where this exact moment happened. In the dream Peter asked me at the end of the night how I thought our wedding had gone. I said it was lovely, but that I didn't get to do one thing, and that made me feel sad...like our wedding was incomplete. As soon as I sat down to eat my dinner I felt this sadness in the pit of my stomach. I was nervous that my wedding day would forever have a feeling of being incomplete.
A bit later my friend's mom came up to me...kind of out of nowhere. She told me that whatever it was that I wanted to do, I should do it. She didn't want me to have any regrets. With her words in mind I decided to read the letter as I had planned...just later in the evening. As it turns out the moment hadn't passed, it was just postponed for an hour or two. I was worried that the point of my mom not being there was being pushed a bit too much, but I was told later that it was a lovely thing to have read. I'm so grateful that I did it. Remember that it's your wedding day...you only get one chance, so use the day as you wish. (Thank you Roseann.)
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Instead of cramming the parent dances into the beginning of the reception and just getting them out of the way, we had them come later in the evening. Once again we requested for our guests, who had finished dinner by now (the cake was being cut and wasn't served yet), to create a semi-circle around the dance floor. By doing this we also created the perfect scenario for getting our dance floor going. Immediately following the parent dances the DJ picked up the tempo of the music, and because everyone was standing on the dance floor already, the party began right away without any coaxing by the DJ.
My Dad and I danced to "When I'm Sixty-Four" by the Beatles. I chose this song because it reminds me of him mostly from when I was little. I distinctly remember sitting in the back seat of our car and my parents singing the song. The only part I knew (because I was so young) was the 'Vera, Chuck & Dave" part...that was my part. My Dad and I danced and sang along to the song. It was a special moment for us...and there didn't seem to be a dry eye in the place when we were finished. Peter and his Mom danced to "Forever Young" by Bob Dylan. Peter really likes Bob Dylan and this seemed like a perfect slow song for him and his Mom.






And then the dancing began - thanks to Turntable Events. I danced. I know I did. But I still feel like I didn't get to dance enough at my wedding. I plan to make up for this by dancing up a storm at my friends' weddings this year.


We even had a fire pit on the patio. I can't say I sat by it myself, but I'm so glad others enjoyed it!


And then the evening ended...like every evening...only this wasn't just any night...it was the ending to our wedding day. I expected to be sad, very sad actually. There's a picture I have of my mom leaving her wedding reception. Tears are streaming down her face, though she's smiling. She told me she was sad that the day had ended. I truly thought I would have a similar photograph of myself, only it didn't happen.
The thing is...it was perfect. There may have been a few things that didn't go as planned, but I can't say I remember them now, and none of that matters anyway. We planned a lot for our day, we worked hard on all the details, but in the end we were married...and we had a fantastic time...and we were happy. So happy. I left that evening feeling an ultimate inner peace...and maybe some exhaustion too.

Peter & I, along with our friends, got into a boat and took the slow ride back to the house we rented (remember the house? that feels so long ago). We sat in the back under a blanket, and stared at the Club as it got smaller and smaller in the distance. Our minds were racing with all of the memories of the day. We shared some stories and began to feel our bodies ease into the notion that it was all finished. Everything was ahead...but first vacation!
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