I had my first “All About the Bride” weekend. It was orchestrated by two of my lovely bridesmaids, one being my Maid of Honor. It was bridal shower weekend and since we all live in different cities, we decided to toss bridal portraits and bachelorette party into the mix.
Oh, and that “All About the Bride” weekend, was more like an “All About the Bride” loooooooong day.
I spent much of this past Friday working on elements for the Saturday to come. A fake bouquet and makeup trials for pictures, bridal shower host gifts, and packing. After a late day at the office, I was up until midnight.
Saturday began with a 4:30 a.m. wake up call, followed by a 6 a.m. coffee run and a 6:20 a.m. hair appointment. How I convinced someone to get up that early with me, I will never understand, but I think the caramel macchiato was a start. My hair was complete at 7:30 a.m., just as the sun was waking up.
How nice of it to join the party.
At 8 a.m. I was stripping down in the parking lot of our picture location, covered only by my dress and bridesmaids. Unfortunately this must have also been “Family Picture Day” for the whole city as there were children, mothers, fathers and grandparents all around. I think I actually saw a mother cover her son’s eyes.
Despite my freaking out that my dress would get dirty and my eyes watering like crazy (come to find out, I was allergic to the eye shadow), we got the pictures done. They turned out beeeeeeeautiful.
At 10:30 a.m., my Maid of Honor and one of my bridesmaids were on the road headed to my bridal shower. A two-hour drive that allowed us to catch up, laugh and vent. Without these two, I think I would lose my mind.
My bridal shower was absolutely gorgeous. Everything in our wedding color, food for days, a beautiful cake made to look like an oven, and great company. I received some lovely gifts, including handmade etched glassware, and ate my body weight in jalapeno cheese dip. My maid of honor’s mom opened up her home for me and my guests. The three of them put together a wonderful shower.
After an hour-long game of “to nap, or not to nap,” it was time to get ready for the bachelorette party. We met my other two bridesmaids (two of my dearest cousins) for dinner at The Fox and the Hound, where a man discretely bought us a round of shots. We’re pretty sure he was on a date with another woman. However, what guy could pass up a pink sash with “Bachelorette” written on it?
We headed next door to Pete’s Dueling Piano Bar where we laughed, sang, and yelled about how much UT stinks at football.
From there we headed back to the house and had a lingerie shower, something I had always dreaded. However, it was super fun! I even got a gift from my grandmother (a.k.a. my cousins signed her name to the card).
It’s a weekend I will never forget, spent with women I could not live without. Their love and support is more than I could ever ask for or deserve. I am so thankful for them. And I found myself getting emotional after it was all said and done.
(pause to wipe your tears)
I can honestly say that after this weekend, it really feels like I’m getting married. I have been engaged for 15 months now and it’s easy to lose sight of the finish line when you’ve been in this chapter for so long. However, my girls have definitely catapulted me back into the “Bride to Be” phase.
So let’s get hitched!