On a glowing late Spring evening in May, in a handsome urban haunt, my dear friends Glenna and Bryan were married.
It was my great joy to head their wedding design.
I wrote about the vision and plans here and Bethany took beautiful portfolio photos of the designs. But weddings are special and sacred and I wanted to wait my turn before sharing all the (their) details. Plus, though I was the proud owner of some incredible photos of the decor, it felt lackluster and a little sad to have no partygoers featured in a post about a killer party.
Good news! Glenna just revealed her stunning photos on fb to much fanfare and exciting commentary; and, she (with the blessing of her official wedding photographer, friend, and all around good guy, Aaron Hall) has granted me use of said photos – photos with actual people in them!
Remember this quote?
A casual stream of conscious blurb in an email, so full of enchanting imagery that it fueled the vision for the entire event. I think we achieved it too!
The design elements were restrained and focused primarily on nature and spring time, but with hits of soulful glamour.
Glenna's mom, Cindy, spent months cultivating, then creating all of the intricately constructed terrariums. I thrifted and hoarded various glass vessels, candle holders, even little candy dishes that to me seemed vaguely like adorable metal succulents. For a handful of the tables I sewed table runners of thin black and white stripes to add pattern. I also painted 1/4" thick plywood panels matte black, then used metallic gold tape to create graphic centerpiece backdrops. Cindy's good friend, Cathy Nilsson, though more officially and affectionally known as Miss Cathy by the family, created the whimsical floral arrangements. Every table dripped with candlelight and gleamed like a miniature forest grown atop a haphazard pile of jewels.
It was important to Glenna and Bryan to create a party atmosphere comprised of mingling and dancing – one that encouraged active participation for the duration of the evening's festivities. To facilitate this the floor plan intentionally included less tables and chairs than could seat all confirmed guests. They also chose to serve heavy hors d'oeuvres (and a gelato bar for dessert!) situated at several stations around the room.
Actually, the room itself was a large open space with no designated dance floor. Rather than rent a temporary dance floor I used cocktail tables and two seating arrangements on each side to delineate one. We borrowed a petite leather sofa and some chairs from Cindy's office. But I still wanted to add in some rustic warmth and interest to the mix so I incorporated wooden church pews with some insanely gorgeous vintage Persian rugs and an assortment of potted plants.
But let's get real, the true dance floor delineation came from this mammoth 50 foot (ish) garland draped around the perimeter. Comprised of thousands of 4" strips of white card stock and metallic gold wrapping paper folded in half, painstakingly threaded and knotted onto a strand of fishing line, then tied to an enormous length of white rope and interspersed with an exorbitant amount of white twinkle lights –this was the single most time consuming project I've dreamed up to date.
In fact the weeks leading up to the wedding I consistently spent my lunch breaks in my car threading garlands. Thankfully, Glenna's sister (and my good friend) Laurel was in between a year long stint in England and the beginning of Law School (i.e. no job) so she had ample free time to help me thread, baby, thread.
Ultimately, the combination of these elements, with DJ Eight Ten at the helm, culminated in the most epic of 60s soul dance parties.
Bryan and Glenna, what an honor it was to dream and create, and to join in your magic. Love you so. Cheers to Mr. and Mrs. Pedersen!