Bridal Party Processional
All photos are thanks to the absolutely extraordinary Amilia of Amilia Photography.
Right on the dot of four o’clock, as we ladies were hidden away in the green room, our wedding planner shut the inner doors to the sanctuary and started lining the grandmothers, mothers, and groomsmen up as we had decided the previous night at the rehearsal.
Our musicians began playing an instrumental version of “Moon River,” by Henry Mancini, which is the title theme to Breakfast at Tiffany’s, one of my all-time favorites. I could hear them begin playing it, and the nerves probably hit me harder at that point than they had all day. My stomach was in knots, I was so afraid that I was going to trip. I might be a teacher who spends like six hours a day presenting material to people, but the stage fright was still real for me in this moment. Before the grandmothers were seated, Mr. Blue Moon, Steve (our officiant), and Best Man L entered the sanctuary from the other end of the building. They were actually like a minute delayed because they totally forgot which song they were supposed to come out on. Apparently they discussed whether this was the right song or not for a full minute before deciding to come on out. I think it’s pretty funny, since Mr. Blue Moon is usually the super punctual one.
My granddaddy was also wheeled in around this time by my uncle, and our photographer snapped this sweet shot of him waiting on the ceremony to begin...