I decided to start keeping this blog to have some sort of journal of how this whole wedding process felt. It has been an extremely positive experience for me. It's been relatively stress free...possibly because it's been over a year since Dave proposed sooo we've had a lot of time to plan everything.
The hardest part for us was picking the venue. We literally scoured the tri-state area for the perfect place. Our first instinct was to check out the most expensive and barren but fantastic loft spaces in NYC. They really were phenomenal. We started with Studio 450. I really thought this was our place. It's a HUGE space, all white overlooking the city with out door space and floor to ceiling windows annnnnd thats pretty much it. We would have had to bring in all the decor, food, lighting etc. As lovely as the space was, it was just too high maintenance for us. Eventually we ended up looking at a few other loft spaces in Manhattan and then a few places in New Jersey until we came upon St. Clements Castle in Portland, CT.
To be honest, I had no intention of getting hitched in CT but we went up there to look at some places for my Mother's sake (or so she'd stop bringing it up). Pulling into the town of Portland can only be described as a total snooze fest. It's cute and quiet but certainly nothing exciting. That is until you pull on to the castle grounds... I highly suggest taking a look for your self www.saintclementscastle.com.
David and I looked around and were so caught up in the perfection of it that we had to have it. I was terrified to find out how much this baby was going to cost us. It MUST have been meant to be because the price was right. I almost died right there. After all this looking, the one place I was so "eh" about turned out to be our jackpot. We set our date for September 24, 2010. Oh and we were able to reserve the side of the castle overlooking the Connecticut River. Booyahh. Sooo I'd like to give a little shout out/thank you to my Aunt Chris and my Cousin Jaclyn for finding this amazing place for us.
Feelings throughout this process: Frustration at first. Confused. Once you find that perfect spot though - all of that goes away and you just feel like one of those really happy fiddlers, you know? Like the cute little old men who rip it up on those bad boys and can't stop smiling and tapping their feet in the hay? Do you have a visual?
