Our wedding day was finally here...I woke up at 7am and jumped in the shower to wash my hair. Man, was I exhausted! We had arrived on Friday and today was Monday. Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights I had only around 4 hours of sleep each night.
First up, Carolyn Allen's arrived at my parent's room with tuxes for the men and to steam all of our dresses.
My niece's flower girl dress didn't need to be steamed
I was told my hair needed to be clean and dry for Patricia and would be arriving at my parents room at noon. As I mentioned, my hair is the before ad for John Frieda commercials. I have not gone out product free since I was 12.
With my hair frizzy and still wet, I threw on a robe and went to my parents room. My dad thankfully went to get me some coffee and some of the best bananas and waffles ever from Contempo Cafe.
My sister (matron of honor I love calling her a matron because shes so not matronly), brother in law (and best man) and my niece (flower girl, 14 months) were in the room connected to my parents rooms. We all chatted a bit and then I went back to my room for a 20 minute nap. This continued much of the morning until Patricia and her team knocked on the door
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I had provided a photo for inspiration for my hair and my matron of honor Jessica and bridesmaid Nicole sort of winged it for what they wanted their hair to look like. We all have very definite tastes (luckily all similar). First up was my sister who wanted a low, loose bun with a whimsical feel. That's just what she got
Next up was Nicole, badly hungover and exhausted, she arrived a half hour late. For some reason, she thought we were meeting at the Contemporary Resort salon. Oh, well
she finally figured it out
She wanted a loose, fun chignon. Also, that's just what she got
Finally, my hair took a team and two and half hours
.flat ironed then curled then styled...
but in the end, I could not have been happier:
Spoiler: my frizzy hair survived the August heat and humidity until we arrived at the reception and EVERYONE was petting my hair since it was soft, smooth and straight. By the end of the night, it was not as neat as it should have been but this was not the fault of how Patricia styled it.
My mom usually does her own hair and hates the poof stylists give her. After spending most of the day taking care of my niece and flower girl, she didnt have the energy/desire to do her own hair. My mom loved how Patricia blow dried and flat ironed her hair:
We all equally loved our airbrush makeup and fake eyelashes. Wow, do eyes pop with fake lashes!!!!!!!
My mom laced me into the dress
And then our flowers arrived amid the chaos:
I was so happy with the flowers. I had planned one thing since we started planning and then a few weeks before the wedding, I decided to change the bouquets. I found tons of inspiration pics but Elizabeth said we couldn't do peonies, which I suddenly decided I had wanted. Elizabeth worked with me to create the whimsical bouquet I had imagined and it was just what I wanted.
However, it was much heavier than I had expected which I realized after taking all those pics later in the day...
During all this getting ready, my dad stopped by to let us know Johnny had called Michelle Wenzler Dorr to tell her we would prefer having our buses for our guests and limo for the wedding party pick up at the Contemporary Garden Wing entrance as opposed to the main entrance. Good call by hubby who did not want me walking in my dress across a resort and getting hot, sweaty and annoyed
so considerate.
He also made sure our guests knew of the change, which they preferred since they were in the Garden Wing as well.
Next up: Photos at the Grand Floridian and first look
) since we were not having a big cocktail hour and it worked out.
