"I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all."--Lord Byron
We’re coming to the end of a very slow wedding season for
us. Last year we attended 4 weddings in various states and cities, but only two
this year! This past weekend on October 4th we had the honor to be
included in Spencer and Jordan Stevens’ wedding. Spencer is a great friend of
mine who I met my sophomore year of college in an English class. We quickly
became fast friends and hung out quite a bit my both of our friend groups.
Hanging out with Spencer means you’re going to hear a lot
about this seemingly amazing girl named Jordan. I only ever hung out with both
of them twice, but it was so clear how much they cared for each other. They had
met in high school and had dated ever since with a few bumps in the road that
every couple faces regardless. Jordan’s laid back, studious and witty
personality suited Spencer’s rambunctious, loud, and all around hilarious/happy
go lucky one. In short, they balance each other out perfectly and you can tell
just by looking at them just how much they care about each other.
When I first got the invite, being much closer to Spencer, I
pictured a VERY different wedding than the one we attended. Spencer was a fratboy
at college and I pictured a more laid back affair with lots of booze, and a
rowdier crowd. Complete opposite. This wedding was the epitome of classy and it
shows just how much they both have matured and grown. Will, Ellie (my college
roommate) and I got dolled up and made the 2.5 hour drive from Greenville, NC
to Greensboro, NC. The drive was muggy and rainy and the highways have
absolutely nothing interesting to look at. Despite that, it went by pretty
quickly. We arrived at the address 30 minutes before the ceremony was set to
start and were pretty confused as to why we had driven to what looked like an
abandoned factory. After we had found the right part of the factory we were
blown away.
The factory was abandoned in places, but it was in the
process of bing refurbished and renovated in to office buildings, event space,
and this particular space was made just for fancier receptions and weddings.
The outside was a rustic brick backdrop with small well-tended gardens and a
few sculptures and fountains. Unfortunately, the wedding was rained out and the
ceremony had to be moved inside. Thankfully we arrived early and got some of
the best seats in the house with a great view of both levels. The ceremony was
in the lower level entrance to the reception hall and was adorned with simple
potted plants and chairs for the guests. Lining this area were wooden
staircases that the bridal party descended for each side and joined in the
middle to walk up the isle. Symbolism at its finest.
For some weird reason people think showing up at the time
the wedding starts is somehow okay. Too bad for them since they had to watch
from above. It was a great view regardless, but we were happier with our seats.
We also noticed that apart from family there weren’t too many friends present.
It’s a great feeling to be included in an event like that and know how much
people think of you by inviting you to something that is majority family. The
ceremony was beautiful and Jordan fought back tears the entire time. By the
time they got to the “I take thee…” part Jordan was a happy wreck and had to
stop because she was crying so hard. If your eyes were dry during that
part…well…you’re a monster.
Short and sweet was definitely the best way to describe the
ceremony, which I know everyone appreciates. We’ve been to wedding ceremonies
that lasted longer than most movies and let me tell you…it is painful. This
wasn’t.
Obligatory pictures followed while all the guests helped
themselves to beer, cider, and wine. The hors d’oeuvres were phenomenal. Tiny
meatballs, bruschetta, and mini sliders held us over until dinner, which was by
far my favorite wedding meal yet. It was a buffet style that sported roasted
veggies, green beans, mashed potatoes, bacon/cheese/sour cream topping for the
potatoes, chicken, roast beef, and fresh rolls. We chowed down. Dessert quickly
followed and somehow there were extra slices so Will and I shared a champagne
cake slice and I had a red velvet slice and Will had a pound cake slice.
Delicious!!
My absolute favorite part of their reception was the photo
booth. They had rented a fully stocked and staffed photo boof complete with hats
and props. We went back at least 6 times and the pictures from everyone using
all the props was being made in to a scrapbook for the bride and groom. We had
the times of our lives goofing around with everything and we even managed a few
nice ones. I was even offered a job working the photo booth since they were
looking for outgoing people and I had convinced quite a few people that they
needed these photos in their lives. What made it even better? We got to keep a
copy of the photos to take home. How cool a wedding favor is that? It’s not
something everyone will throw away or just eat and never think about again. It
was something we could and will frame and look back on and think about how much
fun we had.
By this time we were given champagne and listened to one
VERY awkward best man speech from someone who obviously had no idea what to say
and was at the same time petrified of speaking in front of everyone. What
resulted was some weird phrases that seemed insulting, but I’m sure once he
said them he cringed, just like the rest of us, and immediately wanted to
rephrase it to sound like what he had meant to say. Oh well. Once that was over
and the “fun captain/master of ceremonies/DJ was done being corny, weird, and
overly enthusiastic we got to toast to the happy couple and drink the best
champagne I’ve ever had in my life. I usually hate champagne, but oh my
goodness this was delicious.
The dance floor was hit or miss. I missed a lot. I got Will
to dance twice and obviously I enjoyed the hell out of that as always. Thanks
babe! I am a dancing animal at weddings.
I’ll jump in with a group of people I don’t know and bust a move. Every.Single.
Time I heard one of my “jams” I kicked off my shoes, ran to the dance floor
only to find it deserted. I can only conclude that everyone else has horrible
taste in music or they were having the best conversations of their lives or
they were just boring. I vote option 1 or 3, but hoping for 2. What did I do to
remedy this? I danced my way around the tables and had my own mini dance party
and then we all proceeded to have way too much fun at the photobooth until we
decided it was time to make our way back to Greenville.
We said goodbye to the groom and bride and set off in to the
night! The 2.5 hour drive back felt like 12. We got home to a very happy to see
us dog and a welcoming bed. After sleeping for a mere 6.5 hours I got up to
teach Body Step at my gym and now I’m typing this on my break at work where I’m
fighting the sleepiness with all my might!
(more pictures to come once my scanner works!)
"There's a big difference between falling in love with someone and falling in love with someone and getting married. Usually, after you get married, you fall in love with the person even more."--Dave Growl