So one of my amazing friends Aimee is just as obcessed with weddings as I am. She got married just over a year ago, and while she loves the glamour, the details, and of course what the wedding symbolizes, the wedding planning experience was less than stellar for her. To put it simply, Aimee's mother-in-law was less than supportive, and did her best to undermine every decision she made.
Despite the hurdles with her in-laws, she was married to her long-time college sweetheart and they are currently living happily ever after. Months after her stressful wedding, her florist approached her with an opportunity to get back in her gorgeous Lazaro wedding dress, and participate in a photo shoot for a Style Me Pretty submission. I get a text from her one morning at work saying, "I am playing hooky from work and am wearing my wedding dress!" Needless to say, I was shocked, intrigued, and a bit worried for her sanity at the same time.
Later, over cocktails she spilled the rest - "I am trying to get on Style Me Pretty" she exclaimed - she did not even need to say anything more. I have been a SMP loyalist for years, pouring over the endless gorgeous details of thousands of weddings, so I fully understand the importance of being featured on this holy grail of blogs. We celebrated to the fullest - perhaps over-celebrated a bit ordering not one, but two bottles of champagne and very little dinner.
Over the next several weeks I checked StyleMePretty incessantly, looking for her lovely face, but nothing. I had almost forgotten about the entire photoshoot when one day at work I was browsing the blog, and found myself staring into the brown eyes of my dear friend.
"OH MY GOD," I squealed at work... let me interject to add that my team at work consists of baby 20-somethings who did not end up understanding the importance of any of this when I tried to explain my excitement. Still buzzing with excitement, I shut the door and proceeded to call Aimee for the details, and then my best friend Kira to relay the details (a fellow wedding obsesser).
In few words, Aimee looked stunning in a very non-Aimee way. To know her is to know the epitome of "classic", and this photo-shoot was anything but - it was extremely avant garde and artsy - so lovely.
Go check out the rest of the gallery here.
Thank you to the very smart editors at SMP who chose her photo-shoot to post, and also for writing and maintaining one of the loveliest blogs I know.
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