THE CEREMONY
This is where the emotions kick in full gear. I was standing in the hallway of the Montreal Science Center with my dad to my side, watching my bridal party walk through the curtain one by one. I stood there until the processional song finished and anxiously waited for my song to begin. And then the curtains opened.
I thought I would make it down the aisle without crying, but the emotions were stronger than I was. All I could see was the man of my dreams standing tall at the end of the hall and all I could think of was how lucky I was to be his. I was doing really well with the tears and trying not to pull an ugly cry and ruin my makeup, and then I saw Thierry put his head down and hold back tears of his own. I dropped my head in my bouquet and I think I kept my eyes closed until my father and I made it to the end of the hall.
Our friend Mike, officiated our wedding and we couldn't have picked anyone better. He brought humor to the ceremony and cracked a few jokes about Thierry but still made sure to keep it short and sweet. I was nervous and shaky while reading my vows and Thierry seemed as calm and posed while he said his.
THE RECEPTION
To keep with my Moroccan heritage, I decided to have a few elements of a traditional Moroccan wedding. I entered the reception with a change of dress and completely covered in ornate jewelry. I danced with family and friends to a Moroccan band before heading off to change into another dress.
THE DETAILS
The room was a blank slate, perfect for creating our own feeling to the wedding. I wanted a vintage, romantic feel to our wedding and Azar from Principal Planner designed a beautiful reception hall filled with just enough vintage touch.
(Our wedding was a little over a year ago and I have yet to share or post anything online about our day. Better late than never).