Revisited

...or, "how I'm finally realizing the benefits of spending months pouring through antique stores in search of the perfect blue and clear bottles."

I rewarded my spring cleaning efforts with a bouquet of spray roses - the perfect fillers to a handful of the glass bottles I collected for the wedding.

I bough two or three antique glass bottles at a time throughout the fall, falling in love with the subtle differences in glass color, shape and the antique advertising of different potions and remedies in raised letters and decorations along the glass.

Not only do these make the sweetest mini-vases, it's an excuse to spring-clean the generic vases we have lying around. 

Wouldn't it be great if wedding rental businesses had vintage sections? (pssst, hi Grace!)

Bridal Fingers

I found this great old Smith Corona at the Quechee antique store a while back. It worked. And it weighed about 10 lbs to my Royal's 50. Perfect to bring to the wedding. The ribbon was a little light, but my dad found me a new one at a typewriter store. So I went about replacing it.

Eventually I looked down, and realized that this might not be the best activity to attempt so close to the white-wearing.

In the end, I wore gloves but still couldn't get it quite right, so the Royal was lugged up stairs, into cars, into elevators and through doors. It worked out just fine.

Type. Print. Stamp. Love

We got married. Outside it was busy snowing 33 inches. Huge, perfect flakes of snow. Inside we had candle light and cupcakes; dancing and an abundance of warmth.

My typewriter joined us. So did my stamps. So did many of our favorite people in the world. I'm still filled with so much bliss, it bounces around. Luckily Valentine's Day is coming and I'm pretty good at sending mail.

Here is one of my favorite shots from our photographer. He brought his wife and they were the best.* All photo credits in this post & our thanks to them! www.shemroose.com

* not the best like "hey these people take good pictures," the best like: when my 5 year old step-son was in a funk and followed us outside into the snow, she put him on her shoulders and let him hold the flash until he was beaming, then ran him inside when it got too cold. That's the best. 
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A few more from www.shemroose.com:
fireplace mantle where we got hitched & the kids starting off the photo booth. 

on church st after the ceremony:

typewritten notes: