It was just fun. At least for me.
I'll tell you my secret of wedding success: my friends did everything. EVERYTHING. I did nothing. Of course, the wedding coordinator helped a lot. Ha! Just kidding. No wedding coordinator.
Actually, can I just take a moment to talk about how redonkalus it is that wedding planners even exist? I mean yes, planning a wedding can be stressful--even a redneck, doughnut-invested hoedown such as ours. But still. Wedding planners are not the answer.
Case in point: There is a wedding planner working on my brother's wedding (taking place late this summer at the Montgomery Country Club). That wedding will involve eight specially-created topiaries, several ice sculptures, and full floral service for the rehearsal dinner. And that's just the tip of the iceberg, baby! It's an extravaganza of extravagance! Don't worry, I'll take pictures. I just count my blessings that I managed to avert being a bridesmaid.
But anyway! Back to me! I had placed an order for flowers from a farmer at Pike Place Market (total cost for 20+ bouquets, about $300), and my friends A and P picked them up at the crack of dawn on the day of the wedding. Tulips were still in season, so that's what we got.
The set-up crew (12 of our friends + my parents) spent an hour or so arranging them and putting them in the vases I'd thrifted for a quarter apiece. It wasn't too fancy, but I thought the end result looked nice enough.
We didn't want to do too much anyway because we liked the place where we got married. It's a Native American cultural center that sits on a bluff overlooking Puget Sound. This is the inside.
Can you picture the magics? Good! Keep on picturing them and I'll be back soon with a thrilling play-by-play of How It All Went Down.