Wedding Words of Wisdom from a 29-year-old

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The party’s just getting started. Photo by Jeffrey de Belle Photography

Last week was my 29th birthday (final year as a twenty something!) which means it’s time for my annual words of wisdom post. Having recently planned and celebrated my wedding (July 3), I’ve decided to dedicate this years’ write-up to sharing some of the knowledge I acquired along the way. My wedding in Montreal was everything I hoped it would be, and I hope you’ll find what I have to share helpful. As always, I’d love to hear your feedback.

You WILL doubt your wedding dress choice and it’s totally okay. I purchased my gown a year before my wedding, and because of Instagram, Pinterest and the entire Internet, throughout those 365 days I was inundated with images of beautiful dresses that made me question my own decision. It’s not that I began to dislike my dress, it’s that  I couldn’t stop wondering if I could’ve picked a better one. Should I have gone with tulle instead of satin? No train instead of a massively long one? During this time, I wish someone would’ve said to me:

Val, as you wait for your dress, you are going to see tons of gorgeous dresses, because guess what? There’s a lot of great stuff out there. Remember, you made the choice you did for a reason, so for god’s sake have some confidence.

In the end I was 100% satisfied with my dress (a good tailor goes a looong way) and I regretted the time I wasted wallowing in self doubt. Could I have picked an even better wedding gown? Maybe. Probably. But bottom line is I loved mine and that’s what my counts.

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I had a Second Wedding and it was the Best Decision

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Our celebrity moment walking into a room filled with our family and friends. Photo by Jeffrey de Belle photography.

There are so many reasons not to have a wedding. Weddings tend to bring up otherwise dormant family issues, and they’re ridiculously expensive, not to mention time consuming and stressful. So then why did I disregard all the naysayers, including my very own husband, and willingly choose to have a second wedding?

To understand my decision, allow me to explain the circumstances surrounding my first wedding. It was an eight-person affair that took place at sunset, on the beach in Miami, where we live. I wore a knee-length Elizabeth and James white dress sans shoes, while my fiancé sported khakis and a linen button-down. I carried a pretty bouquet and we said “I do” in front of a notary and our close relatives. It was magical and beautiful, but it wasn’t how I pictured my wedding day.

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