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The Day before the BIG Day

Posted: Friday, Sep. 13, 2013

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Ashleigh has been living in Charlotte since 2008 with her oversized yellow lab. She is a communications professional, grad student, runner, and lover of all things wedding! After attending 13 weddings in three years, it's now Ashleigh's turn to be at the altar. Join her as she blogs about her adventures in step-by-step wedding planning and tips for other brides-to-be!

Now that I’m back to the real world, after the most perfect wedding day and splendid 11-day trip to Aruba, I’m ready to dish on how it all went! My cool, calm and collected attitude disappeared on Friday before our wedding. I was a mess and it was all because of the rain (Remember that ONE weekend it rained in August?). I was running late for EVERYTHING. I missed my eyelash appointment by 11 minutes and couldn’t get in for another one for almost two hours, so I went with plan B and purchased some at Sephora. I was then late to my nail appointment with my sweet bridesmaids – and forgot to take the polish color that I had chosen for us to wear. The salon took great care of us, but our manis and pedis lasted almost two hours so then I was rushing to get home, get ready and get to the rehearsal on time. Not really surprised based on how the rest of the day had gone, but I didn’t make it on time.

Between my frantic rushing around the city, I was sobbing about the rain. Starting at 9 A.M., I cried when my photographer called me to discuss indoor wedding photos. Then, I had to call the rest of my vendors and make the decision to move our wedding inside. Saying it out loud, it doesn’t seem like such a big deal; however, I spent ten months planning a beautiful outdoor wedding and I wanted an outdoor wedding. Before making those calls, I called my husband-to-be at 12:55 (still crying) and asking what he thought. His response?

“I’ll marry you here or there. I’ll marry you anywhere! I’ll marry you on a bus or a train, I’ll even marry you in the pouring rain!”

Basically, he left it up to me. If I wanted to chance it and say it was outdoors, he was okay with that. He was okay with a last minute tent rental to cover our guests outside. He was okay with whatever would make me happy (and stop crying). Some alone time that day was good for me, even if it was only when I was driving up and down 77. I got all of this out of my system before the rehearsal and we had one hour to zoom through the rehearsal. Since the decision wasn’t made until the afternoon about everything moving indoors, we had to rehearse in a bare room. We were able to see the tables and linens and even some of the flowers while we were there. After running through how the ceremony would go, we had time to set up our pictures, chalkboards, and other decorations we had with us.

The rehearsal was pretty straight forward thanks to our amazing coordinator. The only thing I would do different is actually run through the vows. We didn’t do this that evening, and while everything went smoothly the next day, I felt like I was over-concentrating on what should come out of my mouth next. On the day of your wedding, your mind is swimming with so many happy thoughts and you’re focusing on smiling, saying the right thing, not locking your legs that it’s helpful to know what’s coming and to have heard it before.

After the rehearsal, I had to go home and change shoes because I wore one pewter and one silver Jack Rogers sandal to the rehearsal. My MOH and I checked into our hotel, grabbed new shoes and then rushed off to our rehearsal dinner at The Fish Market in Baxter. Not that there was ever a doubt in my mind about it, but it was DELICIOUS. Afterwards, my darling groom and I went our separate ways to get some rest before the real big day. I had a slumber party with my MOH at the hotel we had chosen for our guests, while my other half stayed at home with the dogs.

A tiring, tearful, mess of a day turned into a wonderful evening. I kept telling myself to just let it out, and get it ALL out before Saturday. A friend told me of a bride she knew of who let it consume her on her wedding day that it was raining and changing her plans and she regretted it afterwards. I didn’t want regrets about my wedding day. So on the day of, I was all smiles… despite the rain.

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