I’m terrible at keeping secrets. Actually, I can keep other people’s secrets without a problem. I can’t keep any of my own, so I’m going to have to spill the beans. Adam and I popped down to Santa Barbara last week and got married! We tied the knot in front of the fountain at the Santa Barbara courthouse, the same place that he first told me he loved me and later asked me to marry him!
The wedding was a tiny affair – just me and Adam, his parents, his grandmother, and one set of my parents (my mom and step-dad). We are keeping it pretty quiet since we are considering the big wedding we have coming up next month to be our actual wedding and the anniversary that we will celebrate. But Nanny Sheila, Adam’s grandmother, has been a very important part of his life and she is 94 and not able to travel. Adam couldn’t imagine getting married without involving Nanny She, so we decided to do the legal part of our marriage at the Santa Barbara courthouse with Nanny She as our witness.
Now the important part you’re all wondering about – the dress, right? Not long after getting engaged I was in Seattle visiting family and, at the urging of my stepmother, poked into a vintage boutique called Trove that had opened in the neighborhood that I grew up in (Ballard was quiet and boring and full of old Scandinavian people when I grew up there. Now it’s the hippest boomingest neighborhood in Seattle!). I thought it would be fun to try on some of the vintage wedding dresses and this Emma Domb dress from the early 1960’s was the first dress I pulled off the rack. And it fit perfectly. Not a single alteration necessary. Of course I had to try on a dozen other dresses to confirm how amazing it was that a vintage dress fit me perfectly off the rack and then I had to buy it.
I did my own makeup and my mom did my hair (in about 10 mins and 100 bobby pins). My mom and mother-in-law put together a bouquet and my mom let me carry a vintage beaded purse (probably from the 1930’s) that she had found at a thrift store. I purchased the fascinator at the farmers market on my island the week before from a local artist Azula by Design. I think it added just the flourish that my outfit needed! I did the traditional something old (my dress and a vintage slip underneath it), something new (my shoes), something borrowed (my mom’s purse), and something blue (a blue kerchief that belonged to Adam’s grandfather).
In the spirit of honoring our grandparents, Adam wore a silver bracelet that belonged to his mother’s father, a ring that belonged to his father’s father, and a tie clip that belonged to a man that Nanny She lived with for many years while Adam was growing up and was like a grandfather to Adam. I wore a diamond bracelet that belonged to my mother’s mother.
I’m so glad that we made the courthouse wedding happen. I think it’s taken away some of the jitters for our big wedding and it’s given us one more beautiful memory shared with a beautiful, strong, and inspiring woman. Nanny She welcomed me into her heart from the moment we met as she has with so many people and for Adam’s sake, my sake, and the sake of this new life we’re starting together, I’m thrilled that we could start that life with Nanny as our witness.
Dress: Vintage Emma Domb, early 60’s, from Trove Vintage Boutique
Fascinator: Azula by Design (local artist)
Bouquet: Mom and mother in law
Purse: Vintage, 1930’s?, found at a thrift store by my mom
Shoes: Fergalicious from DSW
Photography: Amy at Vita-Bella Photography