I took much pride in my wedding as all brides do, but I felt especially connected to the whole process being as I made almost EVERYTHING for it. I cut sticks from my own yard, dried them, removed the leaves and put them into etched wine bottles with a single burgundy Gerbera Daisy for centerpieces (see the "Happy Accidents" post if you want to see a picture). I bought wreaths of faux leaves at Big Lots and cut each one apart to sprinkle around the tables and bar area. I duct taped fabric to some boxes and stacked them up in tiers to display the carmel apples we served, instead of cake. My husband and I spent hours cutting celophane wrap for those apples by the way. I could go on and on about all the little details I put together for that shin dig. I had a wonderful time doing it, and I will forever be proud of the accomplishment.
All that said, you can see why no ordinary photo album would do to properly commorate the event. So I took it upon myself to make a scrapbook. The scrapbook of all scrapbooks, in my opinion. Over fifty pages of GLORIOUS wedding memories all cut, pasted, fussed over, and eventually settled on by yours truly. Here are a few that I managed to get some decent shots of:
As you may have guessed, leaves were a theme for the book. Refelctive of the fall season in which the wedding was held.
Some disclaimers now, regardless of the heft and size of this project I am not now, nor will ever be the kind of woman to subject anyone to sifting through this book. It is strictly for my own viewing pleasure. Also, about the pink. I'm not a pink kind of girl, but the room we used as the bridal quarters was a kind of pinkish salmon color and the pages I used resemble that. There, glad to have cleared that up.
