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Wedding Obsession: the final installment

So, wedding obsession starts and ends here. I promise. Some of you might be getting tired of my endless string of photos. However, if you are half as obsessed with my wedding as I am, you can watch the highlights! Click here to visit Something Blue Wedding Videos. Since my bro-in-law owns the business, you can see three "chapters" from my wedding dvd. The highlight reel is the second video in the left column. The credits reel (which is hillarious!) is below the first video, and my photo montage is on the bottom right. Also, if you explore the website you'll see one of my pics on the main page. I'm famous.


The purple shoes that have inspired envy. Maybe Susan R. Mills will use them in her blog... just an idea.

Everything looks more magical in black and white, don't you think?
Next Friday, it's onward to honeymoon photos, because, clearly, you want to see them.

Comments

Jm Diaz said…
Nice pictures.... and yes, the purple shoes do deserve a post all on to its own.
Peter S. said…
Hi, Amber! These pictures are wonderful! Although, I must admit that I'm really partial to black and white photos. And I'm not really a fan of wedding photos that appear to be staged. So I really love these!
Tina Lynn said…
*sigh* I love purple. And you are stunning, black and white or not.
Welcome, Bethany!

@ Peter S. Yes, those candid shots are usually much more fun.

@ Tina Lynn: a poem for you
by Jenny Joseph

When I am an old woman,
I shall wear purple.
With a red hat which doesn't go,
and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension
on brandy and summer gloves and satin sandals,
And say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
and gobble up samples in shops
and press alarm bells
and run with my stick along public railings,
and make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
and pick flowers in other people's gardens
and learn to spit!
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
and eat three pounds of sausages at a go,
or only bread and pickles for a week,
and hoard pens and pencils
and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,
and pay our rent
and not swear in the street,
and set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner
and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me
are not too shocked and surprised
when suddenly I am old,
And start to wear purple!
Jessica said…
Such beautiful pictures! I'm really loving the black and white. :)

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