The Wedding

Haven't posted for a month, but I have a better excuse than most--I was busy getting married.

We started the day with early morning Go Karts and laser tag. Sure, it cut down on primping time, but it was a great way to relieve pre-wedding stress!

Me in the arcade, taking out my jitters on some poor, innocent hammerheads

The wedding was held at the Butterfly Pavilion, an indoor tropical home for thousands of butterflies. It was also the place where Linus and I had our first date.

This was our ringbearer. She took her duties very seriously, as you can see in the photo below:

I don't know why we all look bored. I swear I was happy.

I wore the red corset from Damsel in This Dress over a white, sparkling lace gown. My aunts made some beautiful hairpieces for me--unfortunately I don't have any good pictures of the back of my head at the moment. I carried a bouquet of paper roses that I'd made out of old books. My goal was to look as much like a fairytale princess as possible (though more Grimm's than Disney), and I think I succeeded pretty well!

Linus wore a black brocade vest with gold butterflies and a lovely red cravat, both made by Once Upon a Bustle. Here he is reading a poem by Neil Gaiman called "The Day the Saucers Came." He said it reminded him of early days in our relationship.

That's Tessa, Linus's "Best Person." Both she and my Maid of Honor, my sister Cassandra, wore black lace dresses.

For my reading, I chose a passage from Jane Eyre, because I felt it so perfectly described my and Linus's relationship:

I have now been married ten years.  I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth.  I hold myself supremely blest—blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband’s life as fully as he is mine.  No woman was ever nearer to her mate than I am: ever more absolutely bone of his bone and flesh of his flesh.  I know no weariness of my Edward’s society: he knows none of mine, any more than we each do of the pulsation of the heart that beats in our separate bosoms; consequently, we are ever together.  To be together is for us to be at once as free as in solitude, as gay as in company.  We talk, I believe, all day long: to talk to each other is but a more animated and an audible thinking.  All my confidence is bestowed on him, all his confidence is devoted to me; we are precisely suited in character—perfect concord is the result. 

Our officiant was Dr. Machalek, our former professor. He did a wonderful job--Linus and I felt good and married at the end!

Afterwards we had dinner and cake at my favorite Italian restaurant, the one I've been going to since I was seven years old. Our cake was red velvet with cream cheese filling, white buttercream frosting, and white-and-black fondant butterflies. (I kept joking that the cake was "Red on the inside when you cut into it. Just like people." I don't think anybody else appreciated my humor.)

My favorite moment of the reception was running down the street with "the girls" to grab a quick, after-dinner drink. The bartenders were pretty puzzled when I showed up in my wedding dress. Appropriately, the shot was called "Wedding Cake."

It was a wonderful wedding, followed by an even more wonderful honeymoon. Up next: TropiGoth in Hawaii!