At least a hundred weddings.
Early twenties: bridesmaid. I had a pretty impressive non-wear-again-able dresses.
Mid-twenties: wedding singer. You name it, I sang it.
Late-twenties: b-team (cake cutter or guest signer-inner). Yet somehow I am still all thumbs in the hostess department.
All weddings since: My husband is officiant or my children are the ring bearers or flower girl.
One hundred(ish) weddings. All amazing.
This one however takes the wedding cake for the absolute most adorable.
Difficult to describe... Retro - modern - rustic maybe? At times, I felt like I stepped into an "O Brother, Where Art Thou" movie.
I'll let the photos do the describing.
THE FLOWER CHILDREN (NOT LISTED IN ORDER OF IMPORTANCE, OK A LITTLE BIT LISTED IN ORDER OF IMPORTANCE)
THE GETAWAY CAR...