2.5 is an account of the way our wedding miraculously fell into place through amazing interventions by the universe. It's rather detailed and so if you want to skip this post and just wait for all the pretty pretty pictures tomorrow, I understand. But if you're a glass half empty kind of person, the story may just restore your faith.
All photos by Copper Photography
After hours of Internet research, I had narrowed my reception sites down to only a few but I just KNEW that a conservatory would be perfect. And so in the middle of a damn blizzard, my father and I drove all the way downtown from our house in the suburbs to get a tour of a particular Chicago conservatory which shall remain nameless. We got the tour and I was smitten. It was perfect and it was perfectly in my price range. So at the end of the tour I asked the manager to confirm the price and it was double...DOUBLE...the price I was told. Apparently I had been told last year's price and I was getting married next year so there was nothing they could do. REALLY?! Lies.
I got in the car and sobbed while calling my mom. It was December 23rd and I had visited all of the other options already and none would work. (Not enough seats, too expensive caterer, stairs instead of an elevator-- and with a father with heart problems that certainly wouldn't work). So my mom called around and every place in the area was booked up, but one person happened to refer her to the park district of the town right next to ours. Apparently they had just renovated a mansion in and were hoping to book events for the spring. A park district rep met us at the mansion, even though they were closed, in the middle of a blizzard! And it was perfect. And actually perfectly in my price range without any funny business. It was literally 5 minutes from our church and we never knew.
My bridesmaid Amanda and her family were very involved in their church. Because of their relationship with the priest, I was able to get married on a Sunday (UNHEARD OF!) and their family served as my cantor, and alter servers. This helped alleviate stress on my part since I knew that I wouldn't have to worry about anything "church" related, and because they were all there with us for our vows, it helped fill the room with that much more love.
My father went to flea markets every weekend morning for as long as I can remember. So along his shopping adventures he made lots of contacts with the different vendors. One such vendor happened to sell orchid plants. Orchids are my favorite flower, but they can get very expensive. The plants regularly sell for $30 at stores near me. However, this vendor agreed to sell me all the orchid plants I wanted for $10 each. Yep. That's it. So I now had centerpieces. He delivered them the day before the wedding (in all my specified colors) and even picked out a special double plant for mine and Sean's sweetheart table. Leen, my other bridesmaid Amanda, and I put together all the centerpieces at the ass-crack of dawn the day before the wedding. It was a bonding experience for sure. So that means that my centerpieces cost me a total of $10 each. For a beautiful plant that my guests took home. Many are still alive 2 years later which makes my growing green heart very happy. I love sustainability!
I wanted cupcakes for our wedding cake, and have even before they were trendy--I swear! So again, I did Internet research and found the bakeries in the area best known for their cupcakes. I had my good friend Ian pick up a sampling on his way to visit one day and we gorged ourselves on the sweets. They were all terrible! Frustrated I was flipping through a local wedding magazine, and happened upon an add for a bakery--only 15 minutes from my house. I called and asked if they made cupcakes and they told me to come in that afternoon for a tasting. Well you can guess where this is headed--BEST. CAKE. EVER. You'll have to take my word that they were delicious, but you can be the judge of how fantastic they looked: