Category Archives: Our wedding

A Belated Wedding Video

We just got this second wedding video from our videographer, and I thought I would share. (Remember the first one?)

We’ve been married for a year and a month now. Crazy, huh? Marriage is … for lack of anything eloquent or poetic or wise to say … the best. I love our tiny family of two.

Wedding Video Sneak Peek!

We were so lucky to have our wedding filmed by the supremely talented Shark Pig. (His real name is Brian Morrow and he’s the nicest guy ever.) Check out this sneak peek of our wedding video. I think it captures the day marvelously.

One Month Ago …

… we stood under this tree, arm in arm, listening to the wise (and hilarious) marital advice of Pastor Alex.

A video taken by my dad on his Flip camera:

Happy One Month, Matt! I love being married to you.

Our Wedding: The Dance Floor

I’ll let the photos speak for themselves.



It was off the hizzle, fo shizzle.

Photos by Raya Carlisle

Our Wedding: Two Details

Are you sick of this wedding yet? Last couple of posts and then we shall never speak of it again … until we get the video.

I was gonna post all of our cute wedding details but you can find them on our Style Me Pretty feature. I did want to point out two that I’m particularly proud of.

If you read wedding blogs, you know that every cool wedding requires at least one charming vintage find. Here’s mine. A glass straw holder I picked up at a flea market for $7. I’m so hip.


My hand-painted, Up-inspired, card-holding mailbox. I’m gonna keep it on my desk and wait for Matt to fill it with love notes.  (Yeah, I might waiting for a long, long time.)

Our Wedding: The Ceremony (Or How I Remember It)

So I think I’ve been putting off writing about our wedding ceremony because I don’t remember much of it. Isn’t that terrible? But Matt says the same thing. It’s not that it wasn’t amazing, it’s just that it was such a blur.

I do remember waiting with my dad and one of the wedding coordinator’s assistants back at the bridal cabin. I wasn’t nervous, just anxious. I remember riding down to the ceremony in a golf cart. I remember it feeling surreal. I remember looking out to a sea of smiling friends and family members, all snapping away on their cameras. I remember walking down the aisle to Pachelbel’s Canon in D. I remember trying to hold in my tears (or at least look up in the air since I heard that’s how you cry gracefully). I remember green leaves and paper pom-poms. I remember my bridesmaids in pretty pink dresses, some who were patting their faces with tissue. I remember approaching Matt, at last. He looked cute.

After that, it was such a blur. Our pastor was hilarious — we heard nothing but laughter from the crowd the entire time — but I can’t for the life of me recite back anything he said. (In the days after the wedding, several people told us that they learned so much about marriage from his message, so he must have been great. We’ll watch the video later.) I just remember standing there, smiling, thinking, “Wow, this is really happening.”

I can’t remember most of the details but I do remember that it was magical.



Photos by Raya Carlisle

Our Wedding: The First Look

The “first look” is often a moment of raw emotion; it’s the first time you see the love of your life all dressed up and ready to utter the two words that will solidify everything: “I do.” There are often tears. The groom is often in awe of his bride’s astounding beauty. There’s often hugging and face-caressing and forehead-to-forehead touching.

I knew ours wouldn’t be like that.

And yes, I look at way too many wedding blogs.

First of all, and I say this in the kindest way possible, Matt has no emotion. OK, he does, but he doesn’t like to show it in traditionally poignant moments. I was just hoping that his first words to me wouldn’t be: “Whoa, that’s a lot of makeup” or “Are you wearing your Spanx?”

We did our first look. It was sweet and a little awkward with a camera and video camera right next to us, but it was cool. My first words to Matt were: “I’m so glad you showed up.”



Photos by Raya Carlisle

Our Wedding: The Planner

Before we continue with more wedding details (by the way, if you think I’m milking this wedding for blog content, you’re … absolutely correct!), I must take a moment to give a million pom-pom-shaped props to our wedding planner, Paige Appel of Bash, Please. She helped bring my crazy wedding vision to life and saved my sanity in the final months and days. If you’re looking for a wedding planner in Southern California, you’d be lucky to snag her. She’s so creative and her enthusiasm for all things fun and adorable made the whole planning process a joy.

Some amazing work by Bash, Please:

A camping trip bachelorette party


A Warhol-inspired wedding


A Provencal picnic


For all you brides and grooms in LA, Bash, Please is hosting Hitched, a mega wedding showcase featuring the raddest vendors in town. Definitely check it out.

Our Wedding: From Head to Toenails

Continuing with Wedding Week on Woo! (I know, when is it not Wedding Week?), I present to you my ensemble. Hair flower by Mignonne on Etsy, dress by Nicole Miller, necklace from J.Crew, bracelet from Anthropologie and shoes from Forever 21 (for FIVE DOLLARS! I KNOW!). And since we’re on a roll with these credits, hair by Kirsten Berg and makeup by Renee Lee. My crazy blue toenails were my “something blue.”

I think I looked pretty, tee hee, blush.

Photos by Raya Carlisle

Up Next: Our “first look.”

Our Wedding: $15! At H&M!


(click to enlarge, if you’d like)

So the wedding detail I was most excited about, the unbelievable find I wanted to shout from the mountaintops, is this:

My bridesmaid dresses were $15! At H&M!

I KNOW!

They were on sale during Christmastime and I snagged five of them. (I even bought one for myself in black.) They fit my wedding theme so perfectly and I loved watching my pretty gals frolic in the woods. The flowers in their hair were also from H&M. They were like six bucks. I KNOW!

I think I told everyone and their mama’s mama about this killer steal. I love my frugal ways.

Photos by Raya Carlisle

Up next: Me!