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The Day of the Wedding - Part 4 (8:00am - 2:20pm)

I was awake at 5:00am, thinking of Alun. I couldnt wait to marry the man I was crazy in love with.

I'm getting married today.

A week earlier, I'd sent Caris and Jess "The Wedding Itinerary" to their emails.

It ran like this:

8:00am - Get up, get dressed, breakfast

9:00am - Take everything over to the Etro Bar and set it up for the Wedding Reception

10:00am - Caris and Jess MAKEUP at MAC

11:00am - My Makeup at MAC

12:00pm Lunch

1:00pm - Hairdressing appointment (sooo exciting, I was getting long hair extensions put in!)

2:00pm - back to the Hotel Room to dress :) woohoo!!!

2:20pm - hide in 'secret wedding room' at the Wedding Ceremony Office

3:00pm - WEDDING.

Instead of boring you with all the crazy details, I've laid out (most of) the day of the wedding (minus the actual ceremony, we'll look at that in my next blog) in photographs.

Ready? Here they are:





The wedding table :)

Wedding cupcakes :)

The wedding photobooth - along with my laptop for pictures :)

What the bar looked like BEFORE we decorated it



After we decorated, we got our makeup and Hair done. These are pics of Caris and I at "Salon Express"




Then, we raced back to the Hotel room to get dressed for the wedding. The Florist had dropped off our Wedding flowers and Hotel staff had kindly placed them in our hotel room.



Then it was 2:15pm. We were dressed, ready to go to the wedding...and I was so excited to marry the man I was madly in love with...in 45 minute's time:


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