It reminded me of when Alex proposed to me, he had me walking through the little Croatian town we were vacationing collecting letters containing our lovestory that he had written out as a fairytale. I followed the letters from the hotelroom, through parks and streets to the port where he was waiting with a boat ready to take us to an island that we had all to our selves. Under the stars in the dark and warm summer night he went down on both knees (LOL) and asked for my hand. I said YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES, kissed him, and promptly went about the business of finding the ring that he had hidden on a pizza he brought LOL!
While on this subeject I was thinking it might be nice to revisit the post I did on our wedding when I first started blogging:
My sweetheart and I have been together for nine years this January, going on our sixt year as married, and lately I have been thinking about our wedding day. To start off this post I can`t resist sharing this hilarious pic of a happy couple roaring off to the rest of their lives in style:
Getting married is a big deal -and problably the most deeply romantic thing I have ever done. Promising to share my life with my man felt joyous, sacred and peaceful, allthough there was nothing peaceful about the day itself :). We celebrated our love big time, with tons of family and friends partying bosnian-norwegian-style! (driving through the streets hooooonking the horns -check, LOTS of food -check, gipsy music -check, dancing on the tables – .. ok, maybe not on the tables, they were hired and made of plastic (hehe), but there WAS plenty of rocking and shaking our stuff!! ..and finally, truckloads of fun -check.)
I designed my wedding dress myself and my kind mum had a seamstress sew it for me. I found the silky pink dress material and the lace for my veil in one of my fave fabricshops at Grønland, Oslo. I sometimes take the dress out when I want to remember -or put on my veil when doing the dishes (what?! I hate housework, daydreaming of being Rapunzel helps!)
I`ll never get the stains from people stepping on my train out, and yes, I have considered cutting it off and turning the wedding dress into a party dress, but I shant. Unless I hit a dry creative spell. A really dry one. Or just really want a pink partydress. (I suggested that I wear it as it is to my sisters wedding if she decides to say I do some day, but surprisingly, that turned out to be a no-go. Partydress it is!)
Detail of the buttoned back, with a glimpse of the veil
Detail of the trumpet sleeves, with buttons and lace lining
My bouquet was made from dozens of pink and white roses
Much as I love my wedding dress, if and when we decide to remarry I`ll go for something more sassy, complementing my belief that at 31 I still got it going on (I get better with age I tell you, that`s my story and I am sticking to it LOL). For what it`s worth, I actually do believe that.
Here`s what I`d wear saying I DO today. And every day.
Love you ljubavi moj.