I adore this picture. There is so much going on in this one, poorly lit shot. Take the boots, for example. The boots shocked people. No. I take that back. The boots surprised only those who don’t really know me and shocked those who don’t believe in me. The flowers amazed me. Even now, still. Grown just for my day. Our day. Not a single blossom purchased in a no-name greenhouse. There was even a tiger lily if you looked close enough. My parents on their wedding day peeked out from the green. Their faces kept me calm, kept me grounded on an otherwise outrageous day. I wore a veil to look the part of champagne bride and maybe I blushed. I don’t remember. Kisa laughed from the shadows. Not a what-did-I-just-do? laugh, but did-I-really-marry-this-crazy-woman? laugh. It’s the banter of a new beginning. We are happy and defiant. Still.
~*LunaSea*~ 
I adore this pic! You’re having a ball and living it up in your boots on your special day. You look SO happy. I get it, I get you. You go girl, ROCK ON! 😉
xoxo
i love that you had your wedding the way you wanted it. i hope to be that lucky someday 🙂
This just makes me smile! You go girl! 🙂
Those boots kick a$$!!
awwww! Thanks guys! We *thought* we would be hiking down to a remote graveyard (hence the boots) but when weather wouldn’t cooperate I wore the lace-up azzkickers anyway! 😉
S~ Luck had nothing to do with it. My sister called her wedding plans “battle plans” and I completely agree…Map out your day the way YOU want and don’t let anyone (and I mean ANYONE) tell you differently!