Eric and I have been married for a little over 10 months now, and they have been the most fun 10 months of my life! Nothing is better than getting to spend time with your best friend every day, especially when he’s as charming and sweet and hilarious as mine. As we draw closer to our anniversary, I find myself thinking more and more about our wedding and the wonderful blustering flurry of happy activities that filled it. One of them was my bridesmaids’ luncheon, hosted by my awesome Besfrinn Emily. She has far too many gifts and talents to name, but one of them is that she is a very classy lady. This is the centerpiece of the table that she put together. I loved the pearls, and she cut the hydrangeas from the garden because she knows purple is my favorite color. So sweet.
Eric and I got married in Memphis in June, and it was HOT. Emily told me that the whole menu of the luncheon was cold food, and I was so excited to hear it! This dill gazpacho was so ridiculously delicious and refreshing that I definitely could have eaten several bowls of it. I blogged the recipe over the summer, but I don’t know if I can ever make it as well as she did.
And then it was time for dessert. I was so touched that Emily and her mom had ordered these cake pops with little handmade signs showing our wedding date. The flip side showed the letter B, which is the first letter of my new last name. They were such a lovely light dessert, and I totally saved a few of the signs for our wedding scrapbook.
The bridesmaids’ luncheon was so wonderfully perfect in every way, not least because I got to spend it with a handful of awesome ladies I love so much. But I still kind of can’t believe my Besfrinn pulled this off while also being the greatest maid of honor ever (technically, she was my matron of honor, but there is nothing matronly about her at all, so I just opt for maid). I was in Memphis for a week without a car, and she ferried me all over town in outrageous heat, helping me through all the last-minute fittings and shopping trips and minor vendor fiascos (when I told her we were having trouble with one of them, she got this awesomely serious look in her eye and asked me if I wanted her to go down there and give them a talking to. I love her *so* much.) That may be why we both look so tired in this picture. I actually remember that I didn’t sleep much at all the night before, for no discernable reason, and that I was so exhausted by the end of the afternoon. So I curled up next to Besfrinn on the couch. That’s what Besfrinns are for. And I am so incredibly grateful for mine.