Our wedding was a small, but elegant affair that took place at the Berkeley City Club, a beautiful, vintage building designed by the amazing Julia Morgan. The theme was a Phantom Of The Opera-esque masquerade ball done in red, ivory, and black damask. Pretty romantic, no? I felt like such a princess that day, decked out in my airy white dress, black lace Louboutins, and sparkling diamonds on my ears and at my throat.
It took me two years to plan with my event coordinator. We paid very close attention to detail...from our first dance, which was an elaborately choreographed rhumba, to our centerpieces which were 4-foot-tall manzanita branches decked out with red rose blossoms, candles, and crystals. We even, as well as our wedding party, had our laser-cut Venetian masks imported from, well...Venice!
Our cake was a gorgeous and delicious confection of 4 flavors, stacked high with tiers of deep, red roses, decorated with a black and white damask design and sprinkled with tiny sugar flowers:
It was a magical (and exhausting!) day that I'll never forget! But all the fancy-schmancy stuff aside, what it comes down to is that I made vows to spend the rest of my life with a person that couldn't be more perfect for me. He is loving, he is patient, he is kind. When I'm at my worst, he manages to keep his cool and never has spoken a cross word at me...no matter how irrational and wrong I've been. (lol) He works long, exhausting hours so that he can provide me with the life that I've wanted with the freedom to pursue my own dreams. Even after all these years, he can still melt my heart with his smile. How did I get so lucky? Sometimes, I don't feel like I deserve him... But here's the thing: I do vow to spend the rest of my life trying to be as good to him as he is to me. :D
Happy anniversary, darling. I love you forever. xoxo