Smitten with Weddings...

I admit it.  I adore weddings.  And babies.  And my husband.  And nearly every single holiday man has invented. (With the exception of Columbus Day.)  I think there is nothing sexier than watching my man tie his tie as we get ourselves ready to go.  And he knows it too- just look at that face.  This  has become my all time favorite photo of Adrain. 

I also admit, that I'm the girl who strategically sits on the inner aisle, just so I can see everything clearly. That's a habit I formed back when I was three.  I've never been able to shake the desire to "see the pretty girl in the princess dress."  I've tried...  Anyhow.  We attended a wedding this past weekend that was the (and I'm not just saying this) most gorgeous wedding I've ever attended.  I became smitten with this green floral ball the second I sat down. 

...And quickly decided to take seventeen hundred photos of it.  (But I won't show them all here, just in case you aren't as smitten with green balls as I am.  Somehow that sounded all wrong...)  I love this photo, because the bride and groom (my man said I shouldn't fully show them on here, since I didn't ask their permission, which means I have seventy gorgeous photos I can't show you) are joining hands for the first time.  Everyone is still standing in welcome, and I ducked down to get this shot. 

And then, while they were waiting for mothers to light candles, I snapped this one too.  Well, and ten more just like it.  (Obsessed can be a good thing, right?)

Speaking of "obsessions," does anyone else out there have an obsession with big white tents?  It could have something to do with my obsession with picnics... I'm not really sure.  Whatever it is, I nearly turn inside out with joy when I see one.  Adrain laid a gentle, but restraining hand on my arm and said, "Relax."  (I have no idea what that word means.)

Seriously.  There are no words.  Caramel apples.  In a white tent?  I have died. and. gone. to. heaven. (Can I live here?)

In. Love.

I didn't get the best photo of these centerpieces, but there were actually little rhinestones glued here and there, on them! 

Confession.  Seating at our table was sparse... so we stole four of these apples.  Four.

I swear it's been ten years since I've dressed up.  It was so much fun!

Okay, I can show this, even though I didn't ask permission, because I'm in it... right?  (giggle) Is she not the cutest, most darling, glowing, gorgeous bride you have ever seen? 

And look at this hair!  (I took about ten photos of the hair alone.) 

This is my favorite shot of the entire wedding.  I have to tell you why.  Number one- it was the first dance.  Number two, I couldn't see, and Adrain, (my personal knight in shining armor) leaned down and whispered, "Babe, why don't you sneak up the stairs and grab a shot of them from up there?"  Genius!  No one else had thought of it.  No one!  I ran up there as fast as a girl can, in black stilettos, and captured this darling moment.  Everything turned out perfectly in this shot, in my opinion!  I came back down and tipped off some other photographers, because I'm sweet and it's good to share.  (Even though I really wanted to just hoard this amazing shot to my own self!) My mister rocks.

And for those of you who have been waiting for-evuh to see the rest of the sign... well, here it is.  So now you know.  This is what I create for wedding gifts. You can read about the making of this sign, here.

I love weddings.