Thanks to D for introducing to the infinitely interesting world of the Beat Generation. He downloaded the film Howl for us to watch. After weeks of sitting in our hard drive, neglected and almost forgotten, we finally got to watch it last weekend.
So. We got married. It's been a month now, and yet I still can't bring myself to write about it. I mean, seriously, where do I begin? I feel that to put everything that went on that day - the whirlwind of emotions and events - into words will be nothing short of futile.
But that's what pictures are for. Here's a handful of my favorite pics from the big day. As they say, let the pictures do the talking.
Getting ready: The girls were busy making me pretty. I, on the other hand, was more concerned about loading film into my Colorsplash. I got priorities!
To the aisle we go:Not exactly a flattering picture but it is pretty memorable. Right as I was about to walk down the aisle, my throat felt really dry. I think I finished the whole bottle in one gulp. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who was parched. D had a beer right before he walked down the aisle.
Funny, too, that tourists who were staying in the villas lined up on the walkway were taking pictures of me. Damn paparazzi... Ha!
Here comes the bride:One word: Surreal. I couldn't believe it was finally happening. I was nervous, giddy, and extremely self-conscious. I'm not used to having people gawking and staring at me. But when I looked up all I could see was D, and that made me feela lotbetter. At that point, everyone disappeared. All I could see was him.
The handover:I honestly thought I would be bawling at this point. Every time I thought about this moment months before the wedding, I cried. But it wasn't the case on The Day. I just hugged my Dad real tight and said, "This feels like a rehearsal but I guess this is really happening."
At the altar: Again, everyone disappeared. It felt like D and I were the only ones there.
His vows: D's vows made everyone laugh out loud. He said he didn't want it to be so serious. He vowed to go shopping with me even though he hates malls, protect me from the birds that I am so afraid of, do the dishes for the rest of our lives, and ended it perfectly by saying, "I vow to always remember how much I love you right now."
Her vows: Weeks before the wedding, D reminded me incessantly to write my vows. I told him I'll just wing it on The Day. He laughed and thought I was kidding. Well, guess what? I wasn't. I didn't write my vows. I didn't prepare at all. I guess I wanted to speak from the heart and just be as spontaneous as possible. I told him that two years ago, I didn't think this day would even be remotely possible; that he changed my life; and that the last two years with him has been the happiest years of my life. I told him that everything I did with him felt like the most natural thing in the world, that I've never been so sure of anyone in my life.So that day, I told him that promising ever after with him felt like the most natural thing I've ever done.
The red kiss: After our first kiss as husband and wife, I looked at D and saw that he was wearing my lipstick.
Husband and wife: Once pronounced as Mr and Mrs Burckhardt, we were ready to par-tayyy!
We did it! I still can't believe that the madness that was our Ultimate Wedding Weekend has come and gone. A gazillion thanks to everyone who took time out of their busy schedules to join us in promising ever after to each other. D and I are overwhelmed with love and gratitude. Each and every one of you made it the best party we've ever thrown in our entire lives.
A special shout out to...
To our parents: We've said it once, and we'll say it again - thank you for bringing us into this world so we could find each other and fall in love. We couldn't have done this without you. Seriously.
To RAD, who is the most badass officiant the world has ever known: A job well done. Asking you to marry us was one of the best decisions we've ever made.
To Teddy, the bestest man ever: Thank you for flying all the way to Bangkok from the concrete jungle where dreams are made of. You were the best man not to just to Dieter, but to me as well.
To Alex, who kept me sane throughout this whole shebang: Thank you for shooing away random strangers taking my picture while waiting to walk down the aisle. And for just being there. You deserved to win that bouquet toss. You're next! I can feel it in my bones.
To Edmir, Shane and my cousin, Russel: You guys turned my vision to life. D and I were amazed with what the three of you have done with the place. You guys rock.
My AA girls: Thank you! Thanks Angelica for my make-up. Thanks Dimple for my hair. Thanks Cat for taking control of the fujidroid. Thanks Binx for being there against all odds. It was nice being surrounded by familiar faces during what was possibly the most stressful and nerve-wracking day of my life.
Truth be told, D and I's favorite part of the wedding was when we got back from the shoot and saw all of our friends, in a sea of white, mingling and drinking, with the sun setting in the background. At that point, D and I turned to each other and smiled because that was exactly what we were thinking of when we were planning this wedding - our families (Bangkok friends, highschool and college friends, and immediate family) coming together. It was perfect.
So thank you, thank you, thank you. And just for good measure, thank you. We can never say those two words enough.
WARNING:If you're not a fan of cheese and mush, move right along...
This is the first weekend that it's just us again, us being married. It's surreal. D and I always figured the wedding is just a wedding; just because we signed a piece of paper and said our vows in front of a group of people, doesn't mean we'll love each other more than we already do. But somehow it feels different. I look at him from across the table and remind myself that this man is my husband, my partner for life. The thought of spending the rest of my life with him excites me to no end. It makes me want to bust a move, jump around, and slap on the widest grin I could muster.
Three weeks have passed since the whirlwind that was our wedding weekend, and I am still beaming. When friends ask us how it feels to be married, we joke and say, "21 days in, and the magic is still there!" The magic is still there. It really is.
I didn't think it was possible to love him any more than I already do. When I think of just how crazy I am about this guy, my heart feels like it's going to explode. Words fail me and I am afraid I won't be able to rightfully express just how much he means to me. Like Dorothy Boyd saying "I love him, Laurel. I love him. I love him!" over and over.
The Monday after the wedding weekend, I went straight back to work. I went home everyday that week feeling an inexplicable sense of calmness and contentment that I have never experienced before. As I made my way home at the end of the day, I thought, I just had a productive day at work and now I am coming home to my husband. We'll eat dinner, talk about how our day went, sit on the couch, put our legs up on the coffee table and watch TV.