Husband! How was the wedding? Can we see pictures?
Wow, thank you for asking! I feel so loved!
The wedding was magical and beautiful and wonderful, and I felt like a princess all day.
We got sealed in the Salt Lake temple, which is actually my home temple, so I felt justified being married there. I mean, obviously anyone can be married wherever they want, but there's a part of me that would hate being so stereotypical if it weren't for the fact that it's my home temple. Walking into the sealing room was an amazing experience, and I loved seeing the faces of everyone who had come out to support us. The sealing itself was very short and to the point, which I definitely appreciated, because I don't know if I could have handled a long one. I started crying as soon as I knelt at the altar, but then I realized my nose was going to drip on the altar if I kept it up, so I had to pull myself together. The whole thing was beautiful, though. It seemed a little abrupt, because suddenly, after a year and a half of dating, and so many hours and days and weeks and months of planning everything, it was all over. We were married just like that. It was a little surreal, but the fact that the whole day was dedicated to wedding stuff with the luncheon and reception helped cement it and make it feel more real.
We had the reception in my parents' backyard, but it wasn't hokey, I promise. Their yard was basically made for wedding receptions, and apparently in the months leading up to the wedding my mom would spend up to four hours every day working in the yard to make it even better, and it definitely paid off! Thanks, mom. There were flowers and twinkle lights everywhere, and it looked like something out of a fairytale. Q and I accidentally almost saw people decorating our car, because we were sitting out front taking a breather when we saw my bridesmaids and some other friends sneak out to my car, holding balloons and streamers and a car marker. Almost immediately someone saw us and said, "Dang it! That's where they are!" so we had to return to the reception and pretend the car was a surprise when we saw it later that night. It was pretty funny.
Also, shoutout to my friend who did my makeup, because that morning I burned my forehead pretty badly while I was curling my hair. We're talking bright red/purple-ish, blister-y, obvious burn on my forehead, the morning of my wedding day. But after she was done with my makeup, it wasn't even visible, so I don't know what witchcraft she used, but I'm sure grateful for it.
Okay, now for some pictures!
My bouquet, which, holy cow, was so beautiful (even if it was slightly wilted by the time we took this picture).
Exiting the temple.
Our cake. It was red velvet with cream cheese frosting, and, after marrying Q, that's possibly the best decision I've ever made.
And for good measure, he's a photo from our bridals.
Okay, moral of the story, my wedding was great, Q makes me the happiest person every day, and I love being married. Thanks again for asking and giving me the opportunity to gush about everything.