AngieBelle
<font color=#FF0066>Future Belle on Broadway<br><f
- Joined
- Aug 30, 1999
November 13, 2011
Part 1 (Ceremony):
Finally it was the day of the wedding. I woke up fairly early. (I had been staying in Paula (my sister) and Lisas (my friend) suite on the pull out couch.) People always say make sure you eat on the day of your wedding. I didnt think it would be an issue, but it turned out I didnt have much of an appetite and had to make myself eat breakfast downstairs at the buffet. Oddly enough, I ran into very few of our wedding guests that morning.
I set up shop in the bridal suite and by 9:30, my make-up artist showed up. The rest of the morning was a lot of hustle and bustle as everyone got ready- people going in and out of the room getting hair and make-up done and changing into dresses. Mom and Dad showed up with a cheese platter for us as well as a tray of those big soft sugar cookies.
At 1:30, we headed to the synagogue. I felt a little underdressed since my bridesmaids had their dresses on already, and I was still in jeans because my dress was waiting in the other bridal suite at the synagogue. My hair and make-up looked amazing though! My co-worker Gladys put a mound of beautiful side swept curls in my hair that resembled the wig Belle wears on Broadway in the ballroom scene of Beauty and the Beast.
We arrived at the building and had to make sure that Derek was where he would not see me before I entered to out the dress on. When he was safely in another area, I dashed in to the room where my dress had been hung over the mirror for the photographer who had been snapping photos of various details. As I began to change, I discovered that to my horror, the shirt I was wearing had left big blue stains under my arms! I ran to the bathroom in my undergarments and desperately scrubbed at the marks with tissue until they came off. Whew! Thank goodness the wedding planner had packed extra deodorant to replace what I rubbed off!
Eventually, we got the dress on and did all the getting ready shots- zipping, putting on earrings, buckling shoes- etc. I had the photographer take pics of me on the floor adjusting my shoes to mimic a beloved childhood photo of me playing dress up at age 6.
Once I was ready, they lead me around the corner to a little courtyard where Derek waited with his back to me. I was instructed to walk to him and tap his shoulder. I did so, dragging my train over the grass, and he turned around. We smiled and giggled at each other. This was it! We were really going to do it! Derek jokingly wondered if the photographer had captured both the first look and the first laugh.
It was nice that we were able to do most of the group pictures before the ceremony. We did some fun ones too such as all the girls showing off our different shoes. We did a Vogue pose too- cant wait to see how those turned out.
(This is one from Mom's camera...I don't think all my bridesmaids got the concept!)
After pictures, we did the signing of the Ketubah and the marriage license with the bridal party and close family watching. We did this thing in which the rabbi held a pen and we each took a turn pulling it towards us indicating that we owned the Ketubah.
Soon, it was nearly time to make our grand entrances. It felt very much like waiting for a cue to go on stage- appropriate since the whole thing was Broadway themed! The bridal party entered to one of my favorite pieces of music- The Carousel Waltz. My own music was, of course, Sunrise, Sunset. I couldnt see a whole lot of what was going on from the back, but the absolute scene stealing moment was when Dianna entered with Erik- her son and my ring bearer- fast asleep in her arms! The whole audience was in stitches!
I entered with Mom and Dad. Dad stopped us a little far back and the whole parents give me a kiss and a hug and send me off with Derek bit got a little muddled. Then Dad accidentally stepped on the back of my veil, which tugged my head back and caused a collective gasp from the audience, but I recovered quickly and kept going.
The ceremony involved a lot of standing there and staring at each other while the cantor and rabbi spoke and sang. I snuck a few peaks at the audience. Derek and I kept giggling and making subtle faces at each other. I did manage to sip the wine without cringing. Dad really wanted me to do the Jewish circling tradition, but we decided it was just too much trouble with my train and the limited space.
During the ring ceremony, I held out my right hand because I thought I remembered reading that Jewish weddings did it that way, but I was corrected. Then with the last stomp on the glass and a Mazel Tov! we were married! (The rabbi made references to both J-Date and Its a Small World earlier on.)
We went to the synagogues bridal suite for some private time. Our caterer provided us with a serving platter of things from the cocktail hour. For some reason, nothing tasted as good as I remembered, but I still didnt have an appetite. I spread napkins all over my dress to avoid stains. By some miracle, I did make it through the entire night in a white dress without getting anything on it!
We werent sure how long we were supposed to stay in that room until the wedding planner told us we could come out whenever we were ready. It was nice to be able to relax before we were bombarded with well wishers. They snuck me into the little courtyard for some more family shots. I ducked behind some people as we went outside. The photographer also took some seductive shots of just me with my billowing veil. I think she had wanted to do more creative shots of Derek and I but ran out of time.
Finally, I made it out to greet my fans. Everyone went nuts when they saw me! I could hardly have a conversation with one person without someone else coming up to congratulate me. A group of my co-workers were there and we did a picture of all of us.
I had already changed my look a bit for my reappearance, replacing Dereks mothers veil with a darling birdcage veil Id bought at a craft store. My new look was a big hit. I also received a ton of compliments on the Playbill style programs my friends and I had created.
Part 1 (Ceremony):
Finally it was the day of the wedding. I woke up fairly early. (I had been staying in Paula (my sister) and Lisas (my friend) suite on the pull out couch.) People always say make sure you eat on the day of your wedding. I didnt think it would be an issue, but it turned out I didnt have much of an appetite and had to make myself eat breakfast downstairs at the buffet. Oddly enough, I ran into very few of our wedding guests that morning.
I set up shop in the bridal suite and by 9:30, my make-up artist showed up. The rest of the morning was a lot of hustle and bustle as everyone got ready- people going in and out of the room getting hair and make-up done and changing into dresses. Mom and Dad showed up with a cheese platter for us as well as a tray of those big soft sugar cookies.
At 1:30, we headed to the synagogue. I felt a little underdressed since my bridesmaids had their dresses on already, and I was still in jeans because my dress was waiting in the other bridal suite at the synagogue. My hair and make-up looked amazing though! My co-worker Gladys put a mound of beautiful side swept curls in my hair that resembled the wig Belle wears on Broadway in the ballroom scene of Beauty and the Beast.
We arrived at the building and had to make sure that Derek was where he would not see me before I entered to out the dress on. When he was safely in another area, I dashed in to the room where my dress had been hung over the mirror for the photographer who had been snapping photos of various details. As I began to change, I discovered that to my horror, the shirt I was wearing had left big blue stains under my arms! I ran to the bathroom in my undergarments and desperately scrubbed at the marks with tissue until they came off. Whew! Thank goodness the wedding planner had packed extra deodorant to replace what I rubbed off!
Eventually, we got the dress on and did all the getting ready shots- zipping, putting on earrings, buckling shoes- etc. I had the photographer take pics of me on the floor adjusting my shoes to mimic a beloved childhood photo of me playing dress up at age 6.
Once I was ready, they lead me around the corner to a little courtyard where Derek waited with his back to me. I was instructed to walk to him and tap his shoulder. I did so, dragging my train over the grass, and he turned around. We smiled and giggled at each other. This was it! We were really going to do it! Derek jokingly wondered if the photographer had captured both the first look and the first laugh.
It was nice that we were able to do most of the group pictures before the ceremony. We did some fun ones too such as all the girls showing off our different shoes. We did a Vogue pose too- cant wait to see how those turned out.
(This is one from Mom's camera...I don't think all my bridesmaids got the concept!)
After pictures, we did the signing of the Ketubah and the marriage license with the bridal party and close family watching. We did this thing in which the rabbi held a pen and we each took a turn pulling it towards us indicating that we owned the Ketubah.
Soon, it was nearly time to make our grand entrances. It felt very much like waiting for a cue to go on stage- appropriate since the whole thing was Broadway themed! The bridal party entered to one of my favorite pieces of music- The Carousel Waltz. My own music was, of course, Sunrise, Sunset. I couldnt see a whole lot of what was going on from the back, but the absolute scene stealing moment was when Dianna entered with Erik- her son and my ring bearer- fast asleep in her arms! The whole audience was in stitches!
I entered with Mom and Dad. Dad stopped us a little far back and the whole parents give me a kiss and a hug and send me off with Derek bit got a little muddled. Then Dad accidentally stepped on the back of my veil, which tugged my head back and caused a collective gasp from the audience, but I recovered quickly and kept going.
The ceremony involved a lot of standing there and staring at each other while the cantor and rabbi spoke and sang. I snuck a few peaks at the audience. Derek and I kept giggling and making subtle faces at each other. I did manage to sip the wine without cringing. Dad really wanted me to do the Jewish circling tradition, but we decided it was just too much trouble with my train and the limited space.
During the ring ceremony, I held out my right hand because I thought I remembered reading that Jewish weddings did it that way, but I was corrected. Then with the last stomp on the glass and a Mazel Tov! we were married! (The rabbi made references to both J-Date and Its a Small World earlier on.)
We went to the synagogues bridal suite for some private time. Our caterer provided us with a serving platter of things from the cocktail hour. For some reason, nothing tasted as good as I remembered, but I still didnt have an appetite. I spread napkins all over my dress to avoid stains. By some miracle, I did make it through the entire night in a white dress without getting anything on it!
We werent sure how long we were supposed to stay in that room until the wedding planner told us we could come out whenever we were ready. It was nice to be able to relax before we were bombarded with well wishers. They snuck me into the little courtyard for some more family shots. I ducked behind some people as we went outside. The photographer also took some seductive shots of just me with my billowing veil. I think she had wanted to do more creative shots of Derek and I but ran out of time.
Finally, I made it out to greet my fans. Everyone went nuts when they saw me! I could hardly have a conversation with one person without someone else coming up to congratulate me. A group of my co-workers were there and we did a picture of all of us.
I had already changed my look a bit for my reappearance, replacing Dereks mothers veil with a darling birdcage veil Id bought at a craft store. My new look was a big hit. I also received a ton of compliments on the Playbill style programs my friends and I had created.