subtitle: To all you planning weddings out there, it's all going to be okay.

"Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt"

Note, the photos including faces have now been edited out, replaced with little detail shots.

Okay, so I've melted down on here I-don't-know-how-many-times about how stressful planning a wedding is. Especially one where you're getting a lot of "help" and not a lot of actual help. My now-husband is an incredibly busy man, I knew going in I wasn't going to get a ton of help from that direction, but I'd expected a bit more help from other quarters. But this post isn't about that.

I figure, since I've helped contribute to that general sense of "oh my god, weddings are so stressful to plan" around here, I owe it to everyone to let you know that it can all work out. And, also, I want to brag, because I pulled off that wedding like a BOSS.

So, my wedding was an evening ceremony; the invites made it pretty damn clear that we were feeding people appetizers and all the champagne they could drink, but that dinner was not on the menu. I stressed out that people would show up expecting to choose between the chicken on the fish. But nobody did. They all said, "Oh, what a great idea!"

We had an amazing band, we danced late into the night, I walked down the aisle to a live rendition of "Little Trip to Heaven" with a horn section and an amazing female vocalist. And she did a live version of "Happy" by Pharrell Williams that got every single person up on the dance floor. Including my 95 year old aunt in her power wheelchair (do you remember the story of my aunt?)

And the cake? Do you want to know how amazing the cake was?

"Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt"

That's how amazing the cake was.

Seriously, everyone, it was an amazing night. And thank you for all the times you talked me down off of ledges, because I am so so so glad I didn't flip a table and elope. Even though it seemed like a good idea at the time.

But only because everything turned out EXACTLY the way I wanted it. I can't imagine how hard it would be to have your wedding not be exactly what you want, because I was balls-out stressed, and I *wanted* to do this. So this isn't a "oh my god, weddings are great, you should totally throw one" post - it's a "If you stick to your guns and your vision, then haters to the left and it will all be fine." And if your vision says elope, then get on down to that courthouse!

One last picture, because I want y'all to see THAT DRESS.

"Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt"