Our Wedding, Part Two
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]When I left you in part one, guests were filing out from the cathedral, while my bridesmaids attempted to bustle my dress. Outside the church awaited drummers and dancers in white, part of the traditional wedding recessional in Cartagena.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image="1804" img_size="full" alignment="center"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image="1806" img_size="full" alignment="center"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]I love curating joy. I had been so excited about the surprises of the weekend, such as this parade awaiting the guests. But it turned out to be a surprise for me, as I had never
read moreOur Wedding, Part One
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Our wedding day began before anyone else was awake but the birds. Jeremy padded up to our private rooftop with coffee to finish his vows. I welcomed in a hair stylist who couldn’t speak English, then creatively called the front desk for a bellhop to please translate while we smiled politely at one another in silence. I was soon joined by just my sister, mom and her best friend of 45-years who together steamed my dress.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image="1746" img_size="full" alignment="center"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_single_image
read moreCity Guide: A Wedding Holiday in Cartagena
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]My dream is all my favorite people in one place for a few days. Those were the most memorable weddings I had attended. Ones where you left with sweet memories whether inner-tubing down the Vermont River, a turkey shoot on Thanksgiving Day in Alabama, or seven friends in an AirBnB in Spain. On Thursday when guests arrived I sat staring at the front door for an hour so excited for it to open with my family. Soon their best friends
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