
Our perfectly crafted cakes were made to be admired and enjoyed. I am so thankful I married one of those guys that weren't born with the urge to throw cake in their bride's face. Starting off, I warned him but before I could finish he just said, "I would never do that, you look so beautiful and worked too hard at getting ready for this day." Like okay so glad I married you.





Our dance was sweet. There were hardly any spins or dips, just romantic phrases being whispered in my ear for three and a half minutes. He made me laugh, tear up a little, but more than anything he made me feel like we could conquer the world together as a team. Honestly, marriage scared me. Marriage with Creed though, it does not come with the bad connotation that I had always considered it to have. Marriage with Creed was just telling my best friend that I would be his forever and we would figure out life as we went. He is so patient with me, I could not imagine fitting with anyone better than I do him.


I was expecting to cry, I was. It's my dad. We had discussed the left, left, right type of movement that afternoon. Once my dad stepped foot on the dance floor we started swaying to "My Girl" like nobody's business. He twirled me, shook his booty with me, and we got to act super silly together. What a lot of people didn't know is that when I was five years old we danced to the same song on a stage in front of hundreds of people, it was a daddy-daughter dance. I had been placed in the cutest tutu and wished good luck as my wee little brain scrambled to remember the choreographed routine.
Someone asked me, "Do you not feel like you missed out by not having that special moment with your dad? Slow dancing to that song?" Um, no. I had an even more special moment with my dad, a spontaneous dance that will forever be in my heart. I will never forget that dance as long as I live. That was so much more special than having to process all of my emotions on my dad's shoulder. I would rather do that quietly away from a crowd. No, this was pure bliss. Being spun around by the same guy that spun me around when I was five years old. That is a special moment that I hope every bride could have with their fathers.
I promise I am still a fashion blogger behind all of these wedding posts! Coming soon is my fourth of July outfit that you HAVE to see. Can't wait to show you guys this preppy, boutique style to celebrate America's birthday!