After our first dance, we made our way over to the cake table to cut our cake. I’ve mentioned before that we opted for a small cutting cake (lemon flavored) and three different cupcake flavors (lemon, vanilla, and chocolate-covered strawberry). Mac and I agreed to not smash cake: neither of us was too keen on having to clean cake off of our respective clothing.
The cake didn’t wholly agree with us. It was delightfully moist, and the lemon curd in between the layers didn’t endure us cutting a piece. And two people trying to cut a small slice of cake with one knife proved to be more difficult than we thought.
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| Please excuse the double chin. |
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| Yeah, I look ridonkulous. |
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| Then we shared a glass of champagne. Again, more difficult than it looks. |
Our wedding weekend:
Friday, we rehearsed, relaxed over dinner, and hosted an open house. Wedding morning dawned bright and early, we got prettified, then had our first look. We waited for some guests and headed down the aisle. Our ceremony was short and sweet, and we finished our family portraits. We were introduced at our reception, ate dinner, raised a few toasts, shared special dances, and didn’t smash our cake. We rounded up our friends for some group shots then snuck out for some private moments while they danced the night away. We partied til the end, packed up the car, and enjoyed a quiet night in our home. Sunday, we said goodbye over brunch and drove into the sunset to an Outer Banks honeymoon.
