Who: Michelle & Andy
What: Wedding Day
When: March 3, 2007
Where: Private beachhouse at Navarre Beach, Florida

Meticulous, I think, would be the word I might use to best describe Michelle when it came to planning her sweet beach wedding. This lady thought of everything - and what’s more - she MADE most of it herself! She had the most adorable invites, programs, petal cones, baskets… the list goes on and on - and all in my favorite chocolate brown color scheme! I could make an entire post just devoted to all the details, but then I wouldn’t be doing this wedding justice, because beyond all the ‘pretty pretty’ stuff is a really awesome couple and beautiful wedding. This is a day where we just “felt” every moment along with them - on the drive home Charles and I talked about the moments throughout the day that really ‘got us’… look at the photos… you’ll see what I mean.

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Charles was on the front porch with Andy:

And I was on the back porch with Michelle:

And we were all there when Michelle & Andy saw each other all dressed up for the first time that day:

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I love her twirling to show off the dress!

Petals covered the ground for the sunset ceremony:

Michelle walked down the aisle with her father to the sounds of a bagpiper:
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I love this look from the proud papa:

They did it!
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First moment alone as newlyweds - and they thought no one was watching ;)

So I had heard about Betty Weber cakes for - well, forever - but I had never actually tried a piece for myself… until this wedding. (Hey, it’s a tough job but someone had to do it!) AMAZING. Seriously the best cake I have ever ever ever had. Yes, it really was that good. I’m suddenly trying to come up with reasons to order a cake for myself - LOL. Totally worth looking into - Betty Weber cakes in Pensacola, Florida - and they’re beautiful to boot!

Catering by Big Sexy Food. < --- yup, they live up to the name!

Flowers by… uh oh… I forgot. I’ll email Michelle and find out! They were so pretty - I want to make sure to give proper credit.

Thank you guys for letting us be there for so many awesome moments. We are really fortunate to be in this business together and to find inspiration in your relationships…

Someone asked me last week at a wedding what my favorite part of the wedding day was and I paused for a minute and really thought about it - I have so many favorites, really. I love the whole ‘getting ready’ time with all of the anticipation leading up to the ceremony. I love the ceremony - well - for obvious reasons. (This is where I most often get a little weepy.) “formals” with the newlyweds following the ceremony are so great - because you really do glow right then. And the reception is always awesome between the toasts, parent dances (also usually a tearjerker for me), and watching (some of) you transform into dancing fools is pretty great too…

So, with so many awesome moments - what did I choose?

I told her my favorite part of a wedding day is at the end of the night, when Charles and I climb into our car and start heading home. She laughed and said “yeah, I bet after such a long day you’re just glad to be done!” But that’s not what I meant at all. My favorite part of the wedding day is when we get to make the sometimes long commute back home and relive the moments of the day together - to hold hands and be sappy even and talk about things that touched us or made us think. Charles might be a little shy about me sharing that and being such a sap, but it’s late here and that’s what is going through my head after a long weekend…

I know I say it a lot - maybe too much to sound sincere through a written diary like this, but I’m going to keep on saying it: thank you for sharing your lives with us. This is one of the most fulfilling jobs I could imagine for us and for our marriage - and we are truly blessed for the lessons we are learning from all of you.

xoxo,

Meg