So.............................I got married. To the most wonderful person. At my most-special place. High in the mountains. Surrounded by everyone I care about.
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| Save the Date |
It was perfect.
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| Photos by Kent Meister Photography |
Not like, I-can-describe-it-to-you perfect. More like, The same-minister-who-baptized-me-and-now-happens-to-live-part-time-in-both-NYC-and-just-outside-of-Cataloochee-NC perfect. Here he is, The Honorable Dr. Reverend Daniel P. Matthews:
32 years later, in the same church.
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| Palmer Chapel, 1982 |
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| Palmer Chapel, 2013 |
We were very lucky.
So when it came time for invitations, I must have heard this phrase at least 100 times, "I can't wait to see your invitations!" I'm telling you, with so much pressure (albeit self-imposed pressure), I considered sending an e-card. (I have nothing against e-cards.)
But.
This was my one true wedding. To my one true love. At my one true place.
It had to be real.
So I started with two items of inspiration:
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| The RSVPeas |
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A passage from Patrick Leigh Fermor
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And came up with this:
It was all-consuming.
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| Supplies |
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| Sketch for Original Wax Seal |
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| Wax Seal |
Wait! I forgot to tell you the most-important part! I did them all by hand.
I didn't mean to. Yet, at every turn, I found myself saying, "Well, I could do that." Or, "It would save money if I did that." Until finally...I did that. All of that. And looking back, I often think to myself, I would never do "that" again. But I know it's not true.
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| POSTED: Start early if you're doing your own invitations! |
I'd do it again tomorrow.
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| Ready to mail! |
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| Special Delivery |
They came with me everywhere.
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| The subway |
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| The bus stop |
And by that, I mean evvvvverywhere.
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| Sunday brunch |
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| Don't take pics in Post Office. They will yell. |
Until, at last, I was finished.
And by that I mean happy.
The end.
