What better way to spend a perfect fall weekend than at a beautiful outdoor wedding?
Yesterday evening, I went to the most perfect wedding I have ever been to, and I spent most of today thinking about it.
Our closest family friends, the Corrys’, daughter got married and the wedding was held at their family farm house in Apex. The house is a couple hundred years old, dating back to the 1800’s. The family spent the last few months slaving over wedding preparations to make sure their house looked gorgeous, and it did.
When I first arrived, I was blown away by the seemingly effortless beauty of the house. I’ve been many times before, but this time it was different.
There were flowers everywhere. Anything that was once natural wood had been painted white. Hors d’oeuvres were served on shabby chic china. The wedding party wore dusty rose and tan, and the groomsmen wore beige vests. Even the attire of the guests went with the atmosphere- people were wearing airy fall colors and tasteful pops of greens, blues and pinks.
Abby and her now husband, John, were married by Abby’s aunt who spoke a shockingly non-traditional ceremony. I loved this. She filled her speech with inside jokes and Beatles references, a sure way to win the hearts of the many Beatles fans at the wedding (including myself).
Even though I went with my parents, I had the best time I’ve had in a while. Catching up with family friends I don’t remember meeting because I was too young, and some I had never met at all, was entertaining to say the least.
I don’t think this wedding could be topped, so I may have to use it as a model for my own special day. (No time soon, of course.)