Everyone needs a little bit of drama on their wedding day, right?
There was one last bit of wedding detail to take care of, and this is a bit that I’m a little bit ashamed of. We got to the church and the flowers were there, and well, they were okay. Just okay. One of the flowers I said I really hated (aster lillies) were there. I didn’t know the name of them, but I do remember the florist pointing to them and asking if I liked them. I responded with a vehement, no! But then, they were there, all over the bouquets.
(They are also in my bridesmaid’s hair. My sister asked if she could wear a rose or something in her hair and I said sure go for it. She called the florist and the florist said she would give her some flowers that were going to be in the bouquets. She picked up flowers from the florist that morning, and the florist had given her aster lillies. I didn’t really care. I wanted my bridesmaids to feel pretty. And they were. They all chose to wear a few flowers in their hair. Even though I didn’t like the specific flower, it was a nice touch.)
Anyway, I digress. The flowers arrived and I saw those little aster lillies. I apparently had agreed to them on the contract, but heck, I didn’t know what flower was which. The flowers that I had envisioned – soft yellows and pinks and peaches weren’t there. There were bright summery yellows and oranges, however. I was disappointed, but not bummed.
I made one of those can’t-take-it-back mistakes and mentioned it to my mom. She went into panic mode. She started running around and asked me 3 or 4 times if I wanted the florist to come fix it. Of course not, the wedding was in half an hour and its not a huge deal. She threw the phone at my sister and told her to fix it.
My sister called the florist who came running down to the church on her day off. She was incredibly apologetic, even though the whole thing was just a misunderstanding.
She brought some flowers with her and though she only had time to fix mine, I was thrilled with the result.
Much softer and much closer to what I had imagined. Beautiful. I still wasn’t thrilled with all of the flowers, but I was so happy that she came and fixed it.
So with my mini-Bridezilla moment over, it was timed to get dressed.
(all photos by Enigma Productions)