Wedding week: the reception!
When you get two emails in one day asking if you’re still alive, it’s time to update your blog.
I can’t believe that I posted about the ceremony and then never put up a post about my wedding reception! I think we need a regular post saying hello, an update on marriage, etc. but first, let me show you my wedding reception for goodness sakes.
After the ceremony, which you can see in a post below this one, we headed to a different area on campus for the wedding reception!
As you know, I really wanted a morning wedding (mainly because I think they’re sweet, but also because they’re very British and it was a nice way to honor Paul’s heritage). Since my reception was scheduled to begin around 11 a.m., I wanted to have a brunch. I honestly can’t remember all we served, mainly because all I ate was a few pieces of fruit! I know there were various breakfast foods, fruit and definitely scones for our British guests.
For the favors for the guests, I had containers holding apple pies and scones with packets of tea tucked in with them. There was a sign on the table that said “She’s as American as apple pie, he’s a British as tea and scones; love is sweet, so take a treat!” In one container, there were small round apple pies with a little bit of powered sugar on top. In the other container, there were scones with a couple of packets of tea. I’m not going to lie — I was really proud of my favors, mainly because it appears that my number one love language in life is giving people gifts.
Here’s our cake…
And the gift table.
And the gorgeous drink table. (And yes, we had hot tea to go with the scones!)
Here we are entering the reception…
Here’s one of my biggest mentors in college who somehow managed to help me keep from losing my mind while trying to get two degrees and run a ministry all at the same time. I love this picture the photographer caught of her watching me walk in!
I love this picture that shows most of the female members of my family taking cell phone photos while I danced with my dad. Dancing with my dad was a BIG deal for me. For my dance with my dad, I had my friend Ashley sing “Mama’s Song” by Carrie Underwood. The back story is that Ashley is my photography assistant and, awhile back, we photographed a wedding in West Virginia (yes, I shoot anywhere and everywhere — even outside of Tennessee!) where that song was used for the mother and son dance. In between shots, I looked at Ashley and said “I’m going to use that song for me and my dad.” We changed the lyrics to reflect a father and daughter and then Ashley just sang it live at the reception. I think I’ll always remember how kind my father was to me during my wedding planning experience.
Here’s Paul dancing with his mom. Aren’t they adorable?
I think I’ve already mentioned this but I had no maid or matron of honor. I didn’t want anyone’s feelings to get hurt or make anyone feel excluded so I just had ten bridesmaids instead. Ha! When it came time to decide who would give toasts, it fell on Christan (who was a roommate of mine in college) and Cousin Cate.
This is Cate telling about the time we went to Egypt together for three weeks and survived. Every once in awhile, I send Cate a random text that says “Can you BELIEVE we went to EGYPT?”
Paul and I got absolutely shown up at our own wedding reception by his best friend Will. I would give anything to have a recording of Will’s toast to play for you; the crowd LOVED him. He and his sweet girlfriend flew in all the way from London to be at our wedding.
There’s Kelly and Christan, loving Will’s speech.
Before long, it was time to cut the cake. I remember Paul feeding me a piece but I have no idea what it tasted like. Everything was kind of a blur.
Three of my childhood best friends came a very long way to be at my wedding. I have known these girls since I was a toddler (literally) and I cannot believe they were there for my big day.
I threw the bouquet and one of my college roommates, Sarah ‘Beth, caught it. And yes, it was hilarious that a Sarah ‘Beth and an Amy Beth lived together in college. What can I say? It’s the south. We believe in double names.
The reception wouldn’t have been complete without a Starlite picture. If you’re new, I ran a ministry for around seven years called Starlite. We basically took college girls and placed them in public schools to mentor younger girls. We served in ten different schools and ministered to thousands of girls. A huge group of our college volunteers, who I love deeply, were able to come into town for the wedding. I absolutely love this picture!
After the reception ended (and my cousin pinned up my hair for me), my bridesmaids had a little surprised for me coordinated by the loved Cara. They all wrote letters to me and placed them in a notebook filled with pictures of us over the years. They know that words are my love language and now I have their words FOREVER. I wish you could read through the pages in this huge notebook. It covers a whole lot of my life.
Here I am with Melanie and Anneke, high school best friends.
And here I am with all the bridesmaids who served in Starlite at one point or another.
That’s more like it.
And here is my handsome groom!
That’s a whole lot of love right there.
Everlasting love, too.
Bonus picture: can you figure out which DVD case we’re replicating in this picture?
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