Wednesday, September 29, 2010

wildcat pride

Do any of y'all's high schools have alumni magazines? Well, mine does -- which may seem sort of odd, but oh well -- so whenever anyone from high school gets hitched we have to take the obligatory Westminster picture for the alumni mag. At my wedding we tried to DIY it and squish everyone into the Smilebooth, but that didn't exactly work out...

Fortunately, the Riggs family was on hand to save the day -- Brock, my friend, was our videographer, and his mom Bethany is a professional photographer. Bethany saw that the Smilebooth approach clearly wasn't cutting it and appeared with her big honking camera with its big honking professional flash out of nowhere, ushering us all out of the Smilebooth so we could pose for her. (Note: she wasn't super happy with the way the pictures came out, but kindly sent them anyway!) We didn't get the whole Westminster contingent (notably absent is my brother, and some of the older guests had left early I'm guessing), but this is still a pretty strong showing if I do say so myself:

So, now I can send this in and prove to my former classmates that I still have friends. Go 'Cats!

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Smilebooth + Blurb = Awesome

Tonight I wrapped up a post-wedding project that's been in the works for a while: making a Blurb book of our favorite Smilebooth photos. Over the course of the reception more than 600 Smilebooth photos were taken, many of which are total keepers, so making a book seemed like the most efficient, cost-effective and accessible thing to do with our digital negatives. We'll keep it on our coffee table and have a good chuckle every now and then when we crack it open.

Wanna see? Of course you do! Check out the full preview below...

In the end, I used about 185 photos. Not even a third of the total! (That's not to say that I think more should have been bookworthy, just that I thought I was using a ton and I barely made a dent! Plus, there are plenty of duplicate pics.) I came out with 64 10"x 8" pages, which will be printed on premium paper and shipped to me for a grand total of $44.35 (I had a coupon for the paper upgrade, which saved about $6.50).

This will make a nice companion to our guestbook (also a Blurb production) since a lot of guests missed one thing or the other. Putting them both together should give us a good record of who all was at the wedding when we can't remember anymore!

Did you (would you) have a photobooth at your wedding reception? What did (would) you do with all the pictures after the wedding?

Monday, September 27, 2010

This one's for the fellas

This past weekend Jon discovered his favorite thing about being married (well, after being showered with wedding presents and having me around, of course): his wedding band doubles as a bottle opener! He had heard that it could be used as such on his recent trip to L.A., I believe. After an unsuccessful first attempt this weekend, I located this handy silent-video tutorial to help him out:

Hot dog! Jon had tried to use the other side of his ring, which I suppose seems more intuitive, but sure enough, after watching this he popped the cap off of his beer no sweat. (I then examined the ring for damage, and there didn't seem to be any unusual wear and tear from the process. Approved!) Apparently this trick requires some practice, though, because Jon tried again later in the weekend to no avail.

Anyway, if there are any of y'all out there who are trying to persuade your man to wear a ring (I know some guys don't want to), maybe this will help convince him!

Friday, September 24, 2010

famous last words (as a guest blogger)

Well, it's been a relaxing week here at A Wedding Runs Through It, since I worked ahead for a week of guest-blogging at Elizabeth Anne Designs. Head on over to read my last post, where I address some as-yet-uncharted (on this blog) territory!

Post-Wedding Wisdom

Once again, a huge thanks to Ami, who invited me to share my wedding with her (much larger) readership!

Thursday, September 23, 2010

eight down, one to go

Recap posts nos. 7 and 8 are up on Elizabeth Anne Designs today. Check them out!

Our reception: this is how we do it

Our day in pictures
(lord knows y'all have seen plenty of those!)

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

I'm a guest-bloggin' fool

Yep! two more posts up today. I promise to stop linking to other things and start blogging again for real next week, but I busted my ass writing these so I figured I could take it easy while they were running. Enjoy!

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

nos. 2, 3 & 4 for EAD

Three more posts for Elizabeth Anne Designs are live today -- I think the first actually turned up late last night. Anyway, go read about how our planning process got started (in a nutshell, of course) and how I found a killer dress!

Monday, September 20, 2010

I'm a guest blogger!

Shortly after our wedding photos from OLOL hit the web back in July, I received an email from Ami at Elizabeth Anne Designs.
She was preparing to launch a local guide for Atlanta on her website and wondered if I would be interested in guest-blogging a recap of my Atlanta wedding for EAD -- how could I turn that down? I've written a bunch of new posts that will be appearing all week on EAD Weddings. Click on the banner above to read all about it!

Friday, September 17, 2010

Recap central!

Since my wedding recap posts are scattered across a couple months, I thought I'd pull them all together in one post for anyone who is just finding my blog (hello!), anyone who missed something or anyone who can't be bothered to look through all my post titles. Our wedding weekend at your fingertips!

Wedding weekend recap: brunch and everything after

Despite our late bedtime after the wedding, we set a wake-up call for 8:30 or so on Sunday morning. My folks were hosting a farewell brunch for our guests from out of town starting at 10 a.m., and my sister was planning to pick up me and Jon at the W on her way over. The first order of business was a shower (and a call to the concierge for a brush and/or comb, since I had neglected to pack mine). I think I washed my hair twice and still felt like it had hairspray in it... yick.

Once we were showered and presentably dressed, we called the concierge for a cart to help us carry our stuff -- not that we had much, but the combination of many small bags + wedding dress was a bit unwieldy. We gave up waiting on the bellhop to come and I slung my dress over my arm -- much easier to carry than I had anticipated -- and headed for the elevator. Before we left, I took a picture of the view from our room, looking out over Piedmont Park. Not bad, huh?

We arrived at mom and dad's all bright and shiny, much to the surprise of most everyone who was already there. I actually didn't feel bad at all (didn't drink much) and wasn't too tired yet at that point, so I was good to go. I hung up my dress in my bedroom and then made a beeline for the food. We enlisted Avalon Catering to do our brunch, and it was AMAZING. Check out this delicious menu:

Asparagus with olive oil
Red Mule grits with Flatcreek cheddar cheese
Early summer tomato and fresh herb salad and lettuce
Local farm egg frittata with spring greens, young garlic and sweet Italian peppers
Angel biscuits filled with Benton’s Country ham slices
Banana bread, griddled brioche, blueberry muffins
Sweet Grass Dairy Green Hill and Thomasville Tomme cheeses
Riverview Farms strawberries and sliced melon

Don't mind if I do, right? Damn. It was so good. We loved it, all the guests loved it, the two catering staffers were super nice -- couldn't have been better.

Friends and family came and went all morning and into the afternoon. Here are a couple of the very few pictures I took, featuring my friends from summer camp:

A couple of hours in, Jon and I landed out on the screen porch with some of our grad-school classmates -- they all had pretty late flights out, which was awesome because we got this extra time to visit with them! We ate and laughed and hung out until around 2:30 or so (I think) when they had to head out.

One last group photo!

Once all of our guests had left, Jon went with his mom and stepdad to get his car from the church parking lot and head home while I stayed back with my folks a bit longer. Eventually we loaded up all the gifts people had brought to the wedding and the brunch into my car and I drove back to our apartment.

It was probably 4:30 when I got home to our place. Jon helped me bring the presents inside, I broke out my master gift-tracking spreadsheet, and we went to work opening them! About halfway through that process Jon's family turned up, so we all walked to the neighborhood burger joint (Jon's favorite) for one last dinner together before Jon's stepbrothers had to head for the airport. As we walked back home after the meal we said our farewells in the street, and once Jon and I got inside we collapsed on the sofa.

I don't really remember the specifics of what came next, probably because I was totally exhausted from the excitement of the weekend... Jon wanted to watch the LOST finale, and I couldn't have cared less about it, so I believe he went to his brother's room at the W for that while I stayed home and packed for the honeymoon. I think my sister came over to visit that evening, but I'm not totally sure...

I was really glad that we planned to leave for our honeymoon on Monday rather than Sunday -- it was so nice to have that extra day to visit with people a little more (since we'd hardly had a chance at the wedding itself) and to decompress a bit. I highly recommend it! We reminisced and relaxed with out families on Sunday, and, bright and shiny Monday morning, we were off to exotic Canada!

Thus concludes my very thorough recap of wedding events. I told one of my friends this was as much for my own memory as it was for sharing with y'all. Thanks for indulging me!

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Wedding day recap: the afterparty!

Getting into the town car at the end of the reception marked the first time either of us had sat down since dinner, so when the driver followed the GPS's wonky directions, I didn't mind that he took the long route to the W Midtown where we were staying that night. A lot of Jon's family and many of the wedding party members had booked rooms there as well, so it had been decided that the celebration would continue in the hotel bar once the reception was officially over. It was nice to sit for a while!

[WARNING: Super long post! Just fyi.]

Because we had taken a somewhat less direct route from the reception to the hotel, when we arrived we pulled up behind my best friend's parents' SUV -- they were dropping off a carload of friends for the afterparty. My friend's dad popped the trunk, and out rolled her older brother. Hilarious! Jon and I were greeted by the hotel staff, who took my little bag of things and led us to the elevator to take us to our suite on the 24th floor. Ooh la la! Don't mind if I do! As the elevator doors closed, Jon's cousin, one of the groomsmen, popped in (somewhat inebriated) and said he was going to come up to our room and use the bathroom. The hotel guy tried to stare at the wall and stay out of it I think, and Jon probably gave his cousin a look that said oh hell no. When we stopped at 24 after a pretty awkward ascent, his cousin decided he would just ride back down to the lobby and find the public restroom there. So weird.

Anyway, so we got to our room, which I believe Jon's folks had upgraded from a normal room to a suite, and for which my brother and his girlfriend had purchased some romance package that included rose petals on the bed, chocolate-covered strawberries and champagne, and the first order of business was to REMOVE SHOES. Here you see Jon doing thusly:

After shoe-removal, we looked around a bit. Not too much to see, except that the shower was all glass, one of those glass walls was right next to the bed (HELLO), and the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked Piedmont Park. (We could practically see our house from our room in the morning!) Since it was a suite, there was a den/sitting room when you first entered. Here that is:

Interestingly, I saw this very room (or one decorated in exactly the same fashion)
featured on the W. Scott Chester blog this morning. What are the odds?

I decided to give the glass-walled bathroom a go, since I hadn't peed all night. I just want to say, ladies, that it is TOTALLY POSSIBLE to go to the bathroom all by yourself and not dip your dress in the toilet. I did it three times over the course of the night with no mishaps and was so proud of myself. (Sad, isn't it?) Basically, you just grab the innermost layer of your skirt -- which, in my case, had a stiff edge to it to make the dress easier to walk in -- pick it up from the hem and turn it inside-out so it holds all the outer skirt-layers in a sort of bowl-like situation. Brilliant, I tell you!

But I digress. In addition to rose petals, strawberries and champagne, there was another surprise awaiting us (courtesy of Jon's folks) in the form of a dozen mini cupcakes from Highland Bakery, who had made our wedding cake. Once we had kicked off our shoes, used the facilities and scoped out our swanky suite, we plopped down at the table and cracked open the bubbly. We also took a look at the massive bag of food our caterers had sent with us, which included samples of every dish that had been served. Two giant slabs of cake (wedding and groom's) were sort of glopped together in one of those takeout boxes. Seeing no forks, we decided to dig into the mini cupcake assortment instead.

We snacked and drank some champagne while we chatted and rested our feet for a bit. We probably stayed up in our room for about 30 or 45 minutes before we went back downstairs. (Meanwhile, I received [drunk] texts from my best friend that read "WHISKEY PARK" [name of hotel bar] and "FOLKS IS HURRRR.") I attempted to put my shoes back on (for the sake of my dress) but ohhh it buuuurned, so I opted for the flip-flops I packed and dragged around an extra 3.5 inches of skirt for the rest of the night. It was an excellent call, I have to say.

When we showed up at the bar, most of the grad-school crew was there, along with most of the wedding party, Jon's family and all the other guests who were staying at the W. It was definitely a good crowd! The bar was sort of clubby and loud, but it was a good time. Witness:

chatting with a grad-school classmate

Jon and Kasi, his best friend from home

Random bar-goer congratulates me!

Me and my NU guys!

Jon and his SU guys/groomsmen (Dante changed)

Poes + Wolbes + stoneface = YES

Me and Emily with Stewart, object of my jr. high affections and little brother of one of Em's best friends

Abby, me, seester

me with some of the grad-school gang!

Me and Jon's cousin Kent -- we took a series of pictures and this was by far the most awesome

Best Man, looking pretty psyched about life

After a little while in the clubby bar, we decided we wanted space where we could all sit down and maybe talk some, so we went downstairs to what looked like an empty bar but was actually a closed bar. Oops.

Someone from the hotel came to inform us that we could either go to the bar upstairs or the bar downstairs, but we couldn't stay in the middle. Jon's folks took this as their cue to turn in, but before they did we needed one last family photo for the evening:

From there we continued down the stairs to the lobby bar, which had photo opps aplenty. I couldn't resist spreading out across a large bench in my poofy dress:

Abby's brother Morgan sat down and got sucked into the photo session:

We spied another just-married couple at the front desk, so I had to do a get-a-load-of-this-guy cam shot for their stealing some of my bridal thunder. Gah! My dress was totally prettier, too! ;)

I actually spoke with the groom shortly after -- they had come all the way to Atlanta from Athens because they had a flight out in the morning -- and we wished each other well.

After that, my sister had the brilliant idea of recreating one of our favorite movie moments: the scene in Three Amigos when the amigos first turn up in Mexico and get shots of tequila at the bar. These were lemon drop shots, but whatever. It's a pretty faithful homage to a fine film:

It's like beer...

"That's an odd taste."
"It's probably watered down..."

Not long after that, we found the spot where we would camp out for the next few hours. Underneath the main staircase in the lobby there was a weird little pod-room with booths lining the perimeter. Perfect! Our own private room with seating for everybody!

Folks came and went, and eventually the crowd thinned. Round about 3 a.m., the guys in the picture above the one of me and Jon decided they needed pizza. They went to ask the concierge which local establishments delivered at this hour and managed to track someone down. They placed an order and the few of us who remained at this point all migrated up to Jon's cousin Christie's room, where the pizza was eventually delivered.

There was seriously not a bite left about 2 minutes after the pizza arrived. I didn't have any, but most everyone else did. The crew at this point consisted of me, Jon, Jon's brother, two of their cousins, one of their stepbrothers, an old neighbor of theirs, two of my college roommates and another dormmate friend of mine from Northwestern. Kind of a hoot. While we were hanging out there, I began the long process of removing bobby pins from my hair -- I definitely appreciated the head start when I got back up to our room!

I also want to take this opportunity to say that it is a freaking miracle that Jon stayed up this late, and seemed to enjoy it at that. I am a night owl and a party animal by nature (I was always the last to go down at a slumber party), but Jon tends to be in bed by midnight most nights and that's how he prefers it. I was so proud and pleased that he partied our wedding night away with me and all of our friends who had come to town for our big day.

This picture of my dress hanging in the den of our room, taken at 4:18 a.m. Sunday morning when we finally decided we should get some sleep, is the last shot from our monumentally awesome wedding day. Thanks for the cool lighting, W Midtown!

*all pictures courtesy of myself, E. Poe, D. A. Ciampaglia, A. Wolbe and A. Quinn via facebook

Friday, September 10, 2010

Wedding day recap: a few details

Alright, before I leave the insanely awesome photos from Jesse & Whitney behind, I want to show you juuuust a few more that didn't fit into any of the aforementioned recap categories. I'm glad they took a few people-less detail shots! It's nice to have these aspects of the day captured close-up. Here we go:

DIY guestbook courtesy of Blurb, frame from IKEA,
awesome engagement photos by OLOL

Table 1 -- that's us! This was our "economical" centerpiece option. I'm
slightly underwhelmed, but I also didn't even notice when I was there!

Another of the lower-cost centerpieces. (I do wish they'd gotten a real
one! No biggie.) I thought I was being clever getting heavier paper for
the table numbers, but I clearly should have reinforced with some paper
in between... I don't think this show-through was all that common though.

Beautiful cake table with beautiful flowers! Those
lovely red peonies up front are what the mamas held.

Just a pretty shot.

DIY honey favors from my dad's backyard beehives with their cute sign.

Last but not least, here are some of the awesome ring photos Jesse & Whitney took. I love what they did! Clearly I don't have dainty girl-hands, because my ring is almost as big as Jon's... but then again, he doesn't have massive man-hands either. Oh well! The first one is of our wedding rings, but they actually used my engagement ring for the last two (probably because you couldn't otherwise tell which was the man-ring and which was the lady-ring. [Not that there is anything wrong with two man-rings or two lady-rings!]).

Ok, so that really brings us to the end of the pro-pic recaps. However! I have yet to tell you about the raging after-party in the hotel bar! Coming soon...

(Also, did anyone else have basically same-sized rings, or am I a sausage-fingered freak? ;))

*all photos courtesy of Our Labor of Love