Look what was waiting for me at work!
I took a bunch of pictures of photos from back in the day, which are further down this post. But first, today's outfit.
- Blouse - Hazel, thrifted; first worn here for a half day for Valentine's in February
- Trousers - TanJay, vintage 70s, thrifted; last seen here in December with a load of glitter and shine
- Shoes - Marc; last worn here in January with the hug from Canada
- Coat (below) - Danier Leather
Plain ol' bling:
- Scarf - Ralph Lauren, consignment
- Belt (not shown, forgot I was wearing it) - Plum
- Bangle - local
- Earrings - 10th anniversary gift from L
Okay, you ready? These are all of my family, all from 20 years ago. We didn't have digital cameras back then, so these are pictures of photographs.
I got ready in the morning at our apartment. I wore my mom's wedding dress (circa 1965).
At the interfaith chapel at the University of Victoria. My awesome brother Dave.
|Ah, 1997, era of the collarless shirt for men!|
My dad has just walked me up the aisle here, and we are all laughing because he stepped on the dress' train...just like he did when he and Mom got married. We had teased him mercilessly - "Don't step on the train!" but of course, he did.
Leaving the chapel, and coming outside to all our friends and family.
Here we are from the front. We have a big version of this photo framed in the hall outside our bedroom.
This is my side of the family.
|The time-stamp is wrong. It was the 22nd.|
This is L's Mom Louise and his step-dad Lawrence.
Mingling around outside the chapel.
At the reception, which was at the Union Club.
Dave and Cynthia.
Dave showing off his suspenders.
Mom and Dad, having a hug.
Mom with my cousin Heidi (she's Lois' daughter - Lois is my dad's sister).
Lois and Brent.
My dad was a very funny guy (great at puns).
My mom's parents, my Gram and Grandad, weren't able to make it to the wedding or reception due to health issues, so after the wedding, L and I went to their condo and did some pictures.
And last, but not least, the classic "ring shot". Our wedding bands are a little less shiny now, more battered and scratched, but we're 20 years older.
A very happy 20th anniversary to you, L. Thank you for being my partner on this crazy ride.