Friday, January 25, 2013

One Treasured Day: Here Comes the Bride

Since I was in 5th grade, I knew I would walk down the aisle to Canon in D. Standing behind the closed doors, I could hear its familiar notes, and I realized that my childhood dream was about to come true. I was about to walk down the aisle and marry the love of my life.

My friends E and J fixed my train. Our friends/their now-fiancés M and M opened the doors, and it was time.

Walking down the aisle was one of the most surreal moments of my life. I saw the faces of our family members and friends around me, the flash of camera bulbs, and - way down at the end of the aisle - the beaming face of my groom.

As we walked, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.

Through the tears, I couldn't take my eyes off of Adam. I was just so excited to see him. I couldn't believe that we were about to get married. There were 125 people in the beautiful chapel, but I only cared about one.

Once I reached the front of the beautiful chapel... parents handed me over to Adam, symbolically transferring me from my family of origin to my new family.

I wiped away my happy tears, and we approached the altar to begin the ceremony.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

One Treasured Day: The Processional

First down the aisle were my grandparents.

Unfortunately, Adam's grandparents were unable to travel to the wedding because of illness, so it was just my three grandparents who walked down the aisle. (My gramama is trying to sneak out of the picture on the left.)

Next up were Adam's parents.

Then, the music changed to Canon in D. It was time for little B's big moment.

He hustled down the aisle even though we told him to go slowly. He was just so excited!

Next up was my gorgeous bestie, L.

My sister and maid of honor went next.

And that was it. The boys (and everyone else) awaited my arrival.

Monday, January 21, 2013

One Treasured Day: Moments Before

We arrived at the chapel with a few moments to spare. The boys were hiding out in the back hallway, so I went into the bridal room with my parents and bridesmaids.

My nerves had returned, so I drank a glass of water and just tried to breathe. The moments before the ceremony began are a bit of a blur because I had so much rushing through my head. My inner monologue went something like this:
Don't cry, Molly. You're about to get married. Married! That's so crazy! Are you so excited? You should be excited. Why aren't you excited? What's wrong with you? Every bride is exuberantly joyful on her wedding day. No, it's OK. Don't cry. Just breathe.

We took the elevator upstairs to the chapel...

...where I saw my godson and ring-bearer for the first time.

As we lined up in the hallway...

...I could hear my friend A singing the music we'd carefully chosen.

I couldn't believe that it was my wedding day. Just around the corner were all our family members and friends. Today was the day we had planned for 14 months, and it was all happening.

I heard the music change and knew that it was time to walk down the aisle.

Monday, January 14, 2013

One Treasured Day: Goin' to the Chapel

Initially, I wanted to walk to the church. Adam insisted that we rent a trolley to get me there. That's what we ended up doing, and I'm so glad we did.

I'm glad we rented a trolley because it allowed everyone to get there comfortably...

...but also because it helped us manage a last-minute accessory malfunction. The back of my sister's earring fell off right when we got on the trolley, and no one could find it. Fortunately, being that we were in downtown Chicago, there were lots of stores nearby where she could buy another one. We had the trolley driver pull over outside of a Walgreen's on Michigan Avenue. (Fun fact: It was the same Walgreen's where Shia LaBeouf got arrested for being drunk and disorderly.) My mom and sister - both in full-length, formal gowns - hopped off a trolley and ran into a Walgreen's in front of about a million tourists.

We couldn't stay parked in front of the store, so the trolley driver drove around the block. As we were about to make the final turn to go pick them back up, an older lady knocked on the door of the trolley and asked if it was the free trolley to Navy Pier. The trolley driver told her that it wasn't, but she kept asking. Finally, my aunt got fed up with this and yelled "This is a wedding!" She turned and saw me in the back of the trolley and just said, "Oh! Oh! Sorry! Congratulations!" It's seriously one of the funniest moments of my wedding day.

Once we got back to Michigan Avenue, we found my uncle who had gotten off with my mom and sister. Walgreen's didn't have earring backs, so my mom and sister walked the one block to Macy's. I'm sure they were quite the sight to see in their full-length, formal gowns walking amid the tourists on the Magnificent Mile. About 10 minutes before the wedding was supposed to start, they ran out of Macy's with a brand-new pair of earrings for my sister. Crisis averted!

A minute later, we pulled up to the church.

As I stepped off the trolley...

...I saw my dad for the first time that day.

He told me that when he saw me pull up, I took his breath away. Dads are cute.

Our photographer caught this amazing shot...

...and then it was time to go get married!

Friday, January 11, 2013

One Treasured Day: The Guys Get Ready

Meanwhile, at the Marriott around the corner...

...the guys were also getting glam.

No one was more excited about putting on his tuxedo than my godson/our ringbearer, B. He's a rough-and-tumble little guy who also loves to dress up. His mom told me that he asked to try on his suit several times in the months leading up to the wedding just to make sure it fit. He was beyond thrilled to put it on for real that morning and hang out with the "big guys," especially his new godfather.

The guys ate bagels while watching the Ryder Cup, and a few bow tie adjustments later, they were ready to roll.

One of the benefits of having our wedding in downtown Chicago was that the guys could just walk to the chapel. I'm sure it was quite a sight for tourists roaming Rive North to see a group of guys all dressed up in tuxedos accompanied by a photographer.

Half-a-mile and 10 minutes later, they arrived to a small crowd of paparazzi-like wedding guests outside the chapel.

Then, they headed inside to await the arrival of the beautiful bride so they could get this show on the road.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

One Treasured Day: The Somethings

You all know the saying: Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue

These are the things that every bride is supposed to have with her on her wedding day. I've always loved this little tradition, and was happy to fulfill it (and go above and beyond, really) on my wedding day. Here are my "somethings."

Something Old: I wore a brooch on my dress from the 1940s. I hope that someday, I can pass it down to my daughter or daughter-in-law to wear on her wedding day.

Something New: I had lots of new things. My dress, bolero, veil, necklace, shoes, and wedding ring were all new, but I guess if I had to pick just one thing, it'd have to be my dress.

Something Borrowed: I had two borrowed items with me on my wedding day. The first was a set of bee charms passed from Weddingbee blogger to Weddingbee blogger. My two bees had previously been possessed by Mrs. Meerkat, Ms. Gazelle, Ms. Parasol, Mrs. Ticket, Ms. Ferris Wheel, Mrs. Doe, Mrs. Aardvark, Mrs. Unicycle, and Mrs. Genie.

The second item was my Grandad's rosary. Sadly, he was unable to be with us as he passed away in 2009. It was so special to carry a piece of him with me down the aisle. I'm sure his Irish eyes were smiling down on us from above and that he was busy telling everyone up in heaven that his Molly Malone was the most beautiful bride they ever did see.

Something Blue: I knew from the beginning I didn't want to wear white shoes, so this was the perfect place to inject my blue item. I am still completely obsessed with my amazing shoes, and it seems my photographer's assistant was, too, because she got a lot of shots of them.