Carly and Kyle's Wedding TR!!! ~ 01/08/09 ~ WP/GF - Wedding Day!!!

That is why I decided against bubbles. I was always scared they would ruin my dress. And I definately don't want to be covered in soap. And have you ever had it blown in your eye??....OUCH!

I love your group shots! How fun!
 
Carly, you've done me a great service! I'm going for rose petals after hearing what you said about bubbles. I too am a clearance queen, and my bubbles were on the cheap! Thanks for the info. I'm sorry you had to suffer, but the pictures are awesome! :goodvibes
 
So I was so intrigued by your writing style, and awesome memory, I've stayed up to almost midnight and I have to be at 5:30 tomorrow. You look gorgeous!! I love it and I'm subscribing! I'm glad no one got "too" sick before the wedding. I love how you guys did the "nontraditional" Don't see the bride before the wedding bit. I don't want to spend the night before my wedding with my honey. (Although he'll probably pick this to be the one traditional thing he does :-D )

Can't wait for more!!!
 
Carly, I just found your TR like two days ago, and I've been hooked ever since! You have such beautiful pictures, and I love the way you tell the story of such fun and exciting events! It looks like your families had a blast at WDW. Sorry that Kyle got sick early in the trip, I hope that he felt much better quickly. I look forward to the next installments! And congratulations on your marriage! :yay:
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Thanks!!! :goodvibes

Wedding Day - Part Twelve


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When we got back to the Floridian, everyone else took off for the pre-reception while Kyle and I stayed behind with the photographers and videographer to get some more shots around the resort. While our photographers were changing lenses, etc., Kyle and I made the mistake of sitting down and realized that we were exhausted.

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The veil had come off and the bouquet had been thrown to the ground about 20 times by that point...and honestly if we had had the option of changing into t-shirts and jeans, our reception photos might have been very different. Everyone was nice enough to give us a second to collect ourselves, which was handy because as we relaxed we realized that we had forgotten to tell Kyle's Aunt Evelyn that we wanted her to give a blessing. Oops! Thank heavens she had her cell phone on her...

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I'd had this vision of one particular shot that I really wanted: me on the grand staircase with my dress going down the stairs. It's actually kind of a hokey shot, when you think about it, because it just screams for that "fuzzy" treatment they give mall glamour shots, but I really wanted a picture that would let me remember my dress. Honestly, now that I've seen the photos, I would have been fine with the chapel pictures, since you can see my dress very well, but I still think these are sort of fun.

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After the shots on the staircase, we snuck over to another staircase that's just off the lobby. I actually couldn't tell you exactly where it is, because I'd never been there before, but it had really nice light.

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We took a couple more in the lobby...

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...and went outside after that to get some pictures right by the water, underneath where our room had been the night before. Kyle really wanted these shots with the castle in the background, but they aren't my favorite...mainly because I had started to wiggle out of my dress a bit and I had that annoying strapless bulge going on. We did get a couple of sweet ones, though.

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The last of the outdoor shots was taken near some hedges that I believe conceal the trash area? I thought it was a weird place to snag some shots, but I love these. We blew one of them up and have it hanging in our hallway.

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Photos, photos, everywhere, but not a drop to drink...so off we went to the pre-reception, the open bar, and happy crowd that was waiting for us...

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Carly, all your pics came out so beautiful! You were such a beautiful bride! I don't think the pics of Kyle and his peeps are awkward at all! I think they look very nice! :goodvibes
 
Wedding Day - Part Thirteen

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In the 20 or so minutes that Kyle and I were getting our post-ceremony portraits done with Nathan and Jensey, we really had a chance to catch our breath and touch base with each other. Kyle was holding up, but he was kind of flushed (he was still pretty sick, remember!) and he probably needed a nap. I had been manic all morning, so I was actually feeling a bit under the weather myself and I felt like I was coming down from an intense high. We actually talked about taking a little bit more time before going into the pre-reception, but I was really concerned about people being bored while they waited for us to get back. I've been stuck at weddings in the in-between part where the bride and groom are nowhere to be found and there's nothing to do but chat with people and drink...and honestly, it sucks. So, we headed straight to the Whitehall Room...

We were actually intercepted by Marion and her assistant on the way in and they took us over to the ballrooms so that we could get a sneak peek at the reception. Let me just say...wow.

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My attendants had done an amazing job with the centerpieces and the place just looked stunning. Literally stunning. It's amazing what having most of the lights off will do, especially with that castle illuminated on the wall and all those candles lit up. I had actually heard that my attendants had had some sort of problem with the table arrangement and the fire codes for the room. (I'm not exactly sure what happened, but I believe it stemmed from me threatening their lives if the tables weren't exactly as I had drawn them in the seating chart.) I'm not sure how it all get resolved, but the room looked perfect...and if you'll notice, we had chair covers! No, we didn't pay for them. Marion said that another wedding had had them and they had left them behind, so we got them for free. Yay! (Thank you, other wedding!!!!)

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We also had a chance to meet the DJ, JR Silva, who we had heard great things about but whom we had not met. He seemed nice enough (ok, overenthusiastic people tend to freak me out, but that's a me thing) and we were able to practice walking in and starting our first dance right at our entrance. While we were dancing, Nathan and Jensey were sneaking around the room, grabbing shots of the food.

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After seeing the room, I felt really relieved. I had been so worried that the centerpieces weren't enough, that things wouldn't be set up right, that the lighting would look cheap, that the dance floor would be too big, that we should have done more with decor...but our room was perfect. All of those different decorations that Disney offers are totally unnecessary if you ask me. All the room needed was just a little bit of pixie dust...

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Wow Carly! I love your little centre piece trees! Really stunning! Everything looked wonderful.

Food is making me hungry too! :teeth:
 
Carly,

I have read your whole wedding TR so far and you are amazing. I love the way you write. I feel like I was there witnessing the whole ceremony!

The Roots photos are breathtaking. Now if I could only come up with the money to fly them to MA for my wedding!

Keep up the great work, I love reading this! :goodvibes
 
I love the crystals and candles as the centerpieces, along with the tree. Where did you get the crystals?

PS I love the food Porn!
 
Thanks! :goodvibes

I love the crystals and candles as the centerpieces, along with the tree. Where did you get the crystals?

I got the crystals at a store called The Flower Factory and they were really cheap. We used them again at both of our home receptions. I know you can get them on eBay as well in a bunch of colors. (That's where ours is going when I get organized!) Just search for "diamond confetti"...
 
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Walking in to the pre-reception was totally weird.

Everyone clapped and smiled, but then they were all quiet, staring at us. So, rather than say something profound or kiss my husband or do anything of that sort, I made a sharp right to the bar and ordered a white wine (white dress and all).

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Kyle got a beer and then wandered off somewhere so I kind of walked around the tables and said hi to people. Everyone seemed to be waiting for me to do something...after I said hi, they would all say "hi" and "congratulations" and then just sit there and beam at me. I should have taken in some card tricks or something.

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People were sitting around the tables inside the Whitehall room and standing around on the patio, enjoying the weather. I noticed that there were red roses in white vases on each of the tables. I guess that Disney provides those for the lame brides who don't order flowers or provide decorations...

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As I moved from group to group, people said that I looked beautiful and all that, but I just couldn't think of anything to say other than "thank you" and "having a good time?" I finally switched over to "Did you enjoy the ceremony?" which, when you think about it, is still kind of a dumb question. I mean, what are they going to say? "No, your ceremony was awful. Worst two minutes of my life."

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People did say that they really enjoyed how short it was. Then, almost everyone followed that up with, "Hey, I saw your preacher take off like he was on fire after the thing. Do you know where he was going in such a hurry?" Running out of the wedding pavilion as soon as our backs were turned...that's a nice move, Rev. Knox. Way to leave a cherry on top of what was already an impressive failure to earn that $300.

I'll admit, after I hit most of the tables, I took refuge in the bridal party. I had told myself to make sure that I was social with everyone for an equal amount of time, but the silent smiling and repetitive conversation was freaking me out and the bridal party was pretty much over me (open bar, etc.) so when I walked up, they had no problem pretending that I wasn't standing there in a white dress on my wedding day. In fact, I'm pretty sure they were knee-deep in an alcohol-fueled debate, but I can't remember what the topic was.

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As I walked around and talked to people, our flower girl stayed pretty glued to my side. She had sprung up like a daisy almost as soon as we walked in and was following me from table to table, eventually swinging my arm around and trying to get some attention. As she yanked on me so hard that I almost fell over, I realized that I hadn't actually paid that much attention to her all day. Yes, she had been there for most of the picture taking and the preparation, but really she had just been following us around, holding things for us and bossing other people to help us out. We hadn't actually been interacting with her. I think it was at this moment that I realized just how well-behaved she had really been all morning, so I took her out on the patio for a little one-on-one time with my new niece.

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So there we were, sitting on the ledge, her with her white shoes and me with my white wine. I was asking her about her new kitty, when I realized that about thirty people were taking our picture. This will probably be my only taste of what being a celebrity must feel like. Kaitlyn and I were staring at each other, trying not to notice all the flashbulbs going off, and she was very carefully telling me a ton of random facts about her new kitten...all of which were stated in a loud, clear voice that was obviously intended to let everyone know that no camera on earth was going to interrupt our conversation.

My dad, however, proved more formidable than mere camera flashes and we weren't outside very long before he came over to chat with us. Being a lady, Kaitlyn graciously allowed him to step in on our conversation, although she compensated not having my full attention by climbing up into my lap. Dad had unwound a little bit, now that the ceremony was over. He was still complaining about the father-daughter dance, but at least he didn't look like he was about to bolt from Disney property.

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Kyle wandered over while we were chatting and we were snagged by people who wanted to make sure they got pictures with us. I was actually really grateful whenever people grabbed me, because I was having a terrible time keeping track of who I had and hadn't said hello to.

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While we were getting photographed, Marion's assistant started moving people from the pre-reception to the reception. It's funny, but I actually saw both Kyle and my father's stress levels go up about ten notches. I'm starting to think that those required wedding reception dances were designed solely to make all men involved feel truly miserable.

It took a little bit of maneuvering to get everyone from point A to point B, but eventually they all made it. We walked behind everyone, slowing down so that we could make our "grand entrance". Marion's assistant actually pointed out that we weren't supposed to go to the pre-reception. We were supposed to stay hidden somewhere and then reappear magically at the reception. Kyle and I, drinks in hand, walking ten feet behind our guests, were apparently not following the DFTW protocol for magical entrances. Oops...and now we know...

As the last of the guests filed into the ballroom, they closed the doors and motioned for us to come up for our big entrance. It was actually pretty silly, since we'd just seen everyone and been chatting with them, but the fact that Marion and her people were making such a thing about our entrance to the reception kind of those butterflies of excitement going for me. I will say this...Disney does a really good job of making you constantly feel like something wonderful is about to happen. Out in the hallway, we heard the DJ asking everyone if they were ready to celebrate with us and we heard our guests clap and whistle and make general joyful noise as Marion and her assistants swept open the doors for our grand entrance...
 
You guys are just soooo cute. I love your updates.

I love that you went to the prereception.

I gotta question, did you do the MK bridal session?
 
Thanks! :goodvibes

I gotta question, did you do the MK bridal session?

Nope, we didn't get any pictures in the park in our wedding gear...I heard too many horror stories about lost pictures and photo shoots that didn't go well. Our engagement pics were at MK, though...
 
Wedding Day - Part Fifteen (Continued)

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When we walked into the ballroom and everyone was clapping for us, I still hadn’t quite gotten over how silly our entrance was. As I mentioned before, we had just seen all of these people at the pre-reception and we’d talked to many of them before the ceremony, so the fact that they were clapping and hollering as though they had never seen us before was enough to give me the giggles a bit. Kyle and I honestly strolled in like it was no big thing…and in retrospect I wish we had come in with a bit more energy. It is fun to see brides and grooms come in like “Oh, yeah!” whereas we came in like “Oh, you guys. You’re so funny.”

When we had rehearsed our entrance before, the music started to play right when we walked into the room and by the time we got to the dance floor, it was time to start dancing. When we walked in to the actual reception, there was some sort of celebratory track playing…which was a lot of fun, but which left us doing the whole “what is this?” thing on the way to the dance floor. Again, that sort of ran down the energy of our entrance because we weren’t sure if our song was going to be there for us when we got to the dance floor. We shouldn’t have worried. The song switched over right as we started to walk onto the floor and we were able to start dancing almost immediately. It’s just funny to see our faces in the video because you can tell that we were totally thrown off.

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The Story of Our First Dance

Our first dance is one of those things that I obsessed about in the beginning. Kyle and I like music and like to dance (we actually slow dance together all the time) but we aren’t what I would call “dancers”. You know that couple that always warms up the dance floor with their hip, graceful moves…the ones that are so good at dancing that you end up having a great time at the party just watching them? Sooooo not us. We’re the couple equivalent of the “Elaine dance”, with the weird faces and all.

So, when the fact that we were going to be having a first dance occurred to me, I went into a bit of a panic. Yes, we know how to slow dance. Yes, we could have done the middle-school shuffle to pretty much any slow song that we wanted to pick. However, I wanted the dance to be special because I wanted the whole wedding to be special. This is what happens when you have 6 months or longer until the wedding…you actually believe that you have the ability to make every element of the wedding unique, memorable, and perfect. Since we had about a year until the wedding when I first started thinking about our first dance, I had no problem deciding that we would learn a choreographed number and blow everyone away. Dance lessons? Sure! Instant YouTube celebrities for having the greatest first dance ever? Naturally!

Fast forward about seven months…I had lost my ample amounts of free time and definitely lost my desire to recreate the final scene in Dirty Dancing. We had also done some serious tightening of the budget as our guest list grew and our savings account dwindled. Suddenly, dance lessons were a luxury that probably weren’t going to happen. They aren’t that expensive, actually, but every little bit counts when you’re working with a wedding budget like the one we had. So, I did the next best thing. I hit YouTube.

I watched so many first dances. I watched people tango and shuffle and swing and twirl. I would say that I watched a combined six hours of first dances on YouTube…and I learned some valuable lessons. First, first dances are naturally boring events. It’s hard to watch people dance around and look lovingly at each other for a full four minutes. The idea that you can make your first dance something that people will want to watch again and again and again is really a pipe dream. It’s probably not going to happen. Second, it does make a difference if you pick a bad song. You can have a great dance set to a terrible song and you’ll remember it as a terrible first dance, or vice versa. Third, funny first dances are a bad idea. They aren’t likely to be funny and, unless you’re that one couple that managed to pull it off, they come across as embarrassing and a little desperate. So, basically a “no”.

Finally, in my searching, I found a first dance that I just loved. It’s obvious that the couple had either training or a background in dance, but the dance wasn’t so ridiculous that it looked difficult to pull off. It was also set to a Disney song remix and it was a remix that was classy, fun, and perfect for the occasion. Other than the obnoxiousness of the woman who filmed it, it was the perfect first dance video clip…

So, Kyle and I decided that we would try to recreate it. We figured we could copy the people in the video and then make up whatever parts were missing. I tracked the song down on a Disneymania CD and got it from Half.com, so that we could practice. And then…we didn’t. I don’t really have an explanation. We just didn’t ever set aside time to learn the steps or put anything together. We both liked the song, but we weren’t that enthusiastic about our first dance when we really thought about it. It was an abstract “oh, I guess that will be nice” instead of something that really felt like “us”. Of course, the problem was that there was no first dance that felt like “us”…so it was either this dance or the middle school shuffle.

About a month passed with us debating between the YouTube dance or just doing the middle-school shuffle to our song, which is “Over the Rainbow” by Israel Kamakawiwo’ole. Then, one day, we were dancing around our living room just for kicks and giggles and I was making Kyle sing songs for us to dance to. He’s notorious for not knowing the words to anything, so we don’t usually get very far. I love his singing voice, but his renditions are usually things like, “You…are…so beautiful…to me…something something something…everything I hoped for…something something need…” I was giving him a hard time and threatening to not dance until he could make it through a song, so he switched over to his Kermit voice (so good, btw) and sang me The Rainbow Connection, which is one of our favorite songs ever. It’s also one of the only songs that he actually knows all the words to. I noted that it was really easy to dance to and joked that we should just dance to that on our wedding day…

Fast forward two more months. We were now in crunch time and we were sans first dance or even a first dance song. I was alternating between being completely pleasant and being completely irrational, so in one of my irrational moments I announced that we were just going to have to skip the first dance completely because we hadn’t done anything about it. (For all you rational folks out there, this is bridal code for “I am upset that you didn’t make our first dance a priority and push me to get off my butt, which would have resulted in us having a perfectly choreographed dance. For this reason, I am holding our ruined wedding against you as it is your fault entirely.”)

Kyle looked up at me totally confused and said, “I thought we were doing the Rainbow Connection?” My husband was apparently completely satisfied with Kermit’s voice coming out over the dance floor as we did the middle-school shuffle. For him, that dance would be the epitome of “us” and we had naturally realized this and therefore we needed to think on it no longer. For me, this was not an ideal solution. However, since we were floundering in the first dance category, I was open to ideas. I pulled up a different version of The Rainbow Connection, which we had gotten as part of a charity CD purchased solely for Cake’s rendition of “Mahna Mahna”. Sarah MacLaughin had done this really beautiful version of the song and it was set perfectly to a waltz tempo. As soon as I heard it, I knew we had found a winner. Of course, there was that little detail about not knowing how to waltz.

Enter YouTube. I already knew the basic box step and YouTube provided a couple of flourishes that we were able to teach ourselves in the last couple of months. We actually had to practice in the hallway of our apartment building because our living room does not have enough space for us to flourish, so I’m sure our apartment building enjoyed our nightly routine of listening to The Rainbow Connection twenty times in a row between the hours of eight and nine. Jed provided a couple of pointers when he came out to visit and that was pretty much it. Well, almost…

I’ll admit, I was really frustrated with Kyle when we were learning to waltz. I’m not a great dancer, but I had the advantage of knowing the box step and expecting to be lead around the dance floor. Kyle didn’t have any experience either waltzing or leading, so there were a lot of headaches in the beginning. Right up until a couple of days before the wedding, I was close to just pitching it out and doing the middle-school shuffle. It’s only due to Kyle’s unending patience and his determination to practice until perfect that we even waltzed at all…and he was so right. It was fun and we had such a good time on that dance floor, even when he forgot to turn me and I had to twirl myself around. Yes, we felt awkward and off-beat. Yes, I tripped all over my dress and he had to catch me from falling. Yes, we were nervous and giggly and counting out loud. But it was so, so wonderful and somehow, inexplicably, it ended up being exactly “us”.

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I was wondering why Jensey had picked Rainbow Connection for your Roots slideshow - how excellent!! I'm totally loving your TR!

BTW - I had DF blow the bubbles we bought at me as I came out of my office and they were just like yours! Sticky and blecch.. thank you so much for the info on the bubbles!!! :goodvibes
 
Wedding Day - Part Sixteen

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Our reception was arranged in the following manner: the dance floor was in the center with three tables on either side, the DJ at one end, and the sweetheart table on a riser at the other end. We were a little iffy about the sweetheart table when the idea was first presented. The idea of sitting at a lonely little table, away from everyone else, was very reminiscent of that scene from The Parent Trap where Hayley Mills and Hayley Mills are being punished at camp and have to eat in isolation. However, we were at a loss as to which table we would sit at if we sat with other people, since our three sets of parents had three different tables and our sides of the bridal party were at different tables. The sweetheart table ended up being the easiest thing.

Honestly, the whole sweetheart table thing is a little weird.

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I don’t mean to say that it was bad, but it definitely isn’t one of those things that I would want to do all the time. We moved off the dance floor and went over to the sweetheart table, which was propped up on a riser and backed against a wall. I thought it would be more of a lone-table-yet-with-other-tables, but it was very much like being on stage. We even had special lights on us and the big castle gobo in the background behind us, so the whole thing was completely high school drama club production. There’s nothing to really drive home the fact that everyone is looking at you like a teeny tiny stage lit up at the end of a dark ballroom.

We had called Kyle’s Aunt Evelyn about an hour before and asked her to do the blessing (surprise!) so she made her way up onto our teeny tiny stage.

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Following the blessing, it was time to eat. Yay! We were having the most delicious buffet of green salad, red skin potato salad with dill, seafood pasta salad, steamed vegetables, bread rolls with butter, pecan rice pilaf, grilled chicken breast with mandarin oranges, slow-roasted striploin of beef with a plum tomato demi. Mmmm…I hadn’t had eaten since 6AM (it was around 2PM by this point) and I’d burnt up a lot of calories on that dance floor, so I was actually pretty hungry. Again, I’ve heard that there are brides who couldn’t eat on their wedding day, but that wasn’t me!

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Unfortunately, there was a catch to the whole having-a-buffet thing and I have a feeling it was supposed to be a touch of Disney magic, but instead it was total crap. When it was time to eat, two Grand Floridian staff members came up and escorted us to the buffet. They held our plates and we were supposed to walk along with them and indicate which foods we wanted. In theory, I understand that this is supposed to be white glove service. In practice, it keeps you from being able to do what you’re supposed to do at a buffet, which is to fill up your plate as though it is the last time you will ever eat on this green earth. I shouldn’t be putting this out here, since it’s embarrassing when chubby chicks say things like this, but I freakin’ load up at buffets. I’ve even been known to double plate it if everything doesn’t fit.

You just can’t do that when someone else is helping you…especially if you’re in a wedding gown. True, nobody else could see my plate, but I didn’t want the waiter to be thinking, “Holy crap. This heifer wants a lot of food. She is going to burst out of that dress.” So, I followed the waiter and didn’t say anything when I got a half spoonful of rice, a half spoonful of seafood salad, part of a chicken breast, one roll, and the thinnest slice of striploin that you’ve ever seen in your life. I shouldn’t hold it against the guy, who kept bowing to me every time I was gracious enough to indicate that I wanted a side dish…but come on now. I paid $130 for that lunch and I’m pretty sure it qualified as a Lean Cuisine meal.

Kyle wasn’t phased by the whole waiter-gets-your-food thing because he doesn’t have a chubby chick mentality and he thought it was all a reasonable amount of everything. In the meantime, I was pretty sulky about it and, I admit, I ended up stealing my new husband’s striploin. I could have gotten up and gone back through, but I would have had to take that waiter with me because he was off to the side with his eye on me. Besides, I didn’t really want to be that bride who went back for seconds. In retrospect, though, I totally should have because I don’t think anyone went back for seconds and that food was gooooood. We paid for it all, so it would have been nice to have a ballroom of people stuffed to the gills.

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After everyone started getting their food, people began to come up to the sweetheart table. Most people just wanted pictures of us eating (nice) but there were a handful of others who were sneaking in their first “hellos” of the day. I also had to grab a quick hug from Kate, who had to catch a plane back to Kansas. It was really bittersweet to see her go because I was happy that she had been able to come at all but she had been such a huge help that as soon as she left I really missed her. I cheered myself up by getting dessert, which is the greatest way to cheer yourself up ever, especially if you’re at GF. I managed to elude the waiter (woohoo!) so I was able to serve myself. I probably shouldn’t have, but I totally took one of each and told everyone at the dessert table that I was getting one for Kyle. Then, when I got back to the sweetheart table, Kyle attempted to take a bite out of one and I almost stabbed him with my fork. Never try to take food from a hungry bride!

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One of the nice things that I’ve heard about the wedding is that people were really happy that we did two of our favorite desserts instead of doing wedding cake. To be honest, the wedding cake was nixed mainly because we couldn’t afford it, rather than because we wanted to make a statement about cake, but the truth is that we aren’t huge fans of wedding cake. I’m starting to think now that almost nobody is a huge fan of wedding cake. It really doesn’t taste good that often (although I’ve heard Disney cakes are amazing) and you don’t get a very big piece (very important in chubby girl world). We went with angel food cake with berries (for Kyle) and a double chocolate torte with rum balls (for me) and they were amazing.

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People were just crazy about them and everyone said that they were a vast improvement over the traditional wedding cake routine. It’s true that we have pictures of demolished desserts rather than pictures of us cutting the cake, but it was totally worth it…and economical! Disney cakes set you back thousands and thousands of dollars on top of the food fees, but we were able to build our two desserts into the $125/person minimum for lunch.

Soon, the eating portion was over and I was happily satisfied with a belly full of desserts. The DJ (who had been playing all of our requested songs, god bless him) came up and checked in so I gave him the go ahead for the father daughter dance. As he announced it and I made my way down to the dance floor to meet my dad, I have to admit that I was already a little tickled. There’s something kind of funny about taking a deep breath and facing the longest 4 minutes of your dad’s life…

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