Enough For Ever After: ...wedding reception: our grand entrance...

And the World’s Worst Blogger Award goes to…

Eh, never mind all that. Here’s the truth of the matter: Enough for Ever After has been sadly neglected as I’m busying myself with actually living the Ever After. And I think it’s time to face facts. I am not that girl who had a wedding and fell in love with having a wedding and would love to keep talking about her wedding. Don’t get me wrong. It was great. I was proud of it. We worked hard and it paid off because our wedding was A-list in my book and I loved every last detail. That being said, by the time we got to our wedding I was sick of it and ready to put it away. I am ready to put it away even now, but I still owe all of you patient readers the second half of the story.

So here’s the deal. I’m going to do my darndest to push through the reception recaps, share all the helpful info that I can, and then I’m going to say goodbye. I’ll leave this little blog hanging out here in Cyberland for a while in hopes that some of those ladies who will be planning future Nashville weddings, or any wedding for that matter, might find a little something that can help her along the way. We’ve still got a ways to go, so don’t get all misty-eyed on me….but I just wanted you to know where this is headed.

Anyway, back to the reception….

Last you heard from me, DG and I had recorded that fantastic little video of us just being…well, us. Our guests all parked in the Garage at the Curb Event Center, and we led them to one particular door. Here’s how the transformation of our entrance to the reception took place.

This is really the only shot I have of the space before it was ready to go. It's nothing more than a back hallway of white concrete block, but thanks to my lovely MOH, a drop ceiling, and some trusty binder clips, we draped it in black fabric and added some lighting to transform it into this...

We used strips of wide ribbon and clothes pins to organize the escort cards on the wall on the right where these...

became this...

Finally, this welcome area led our guests into a fabric tunnel, lit up with rope lights, which took them into the main reception area.

And cue the spotlight. Here we our making our grand entrance....to the Black Eyed Peas I Gotta Feeling. Oh yes we did. (The bridesmaids...and a little brother...insisted!)