Here it is. (Some of) my wedding in pictures.
This is me in the bridal chamber, at the end of getting ready, when I started to feel overwhelmed at an entirely new level.
We were backed into the room where we signed the ketubah, the Jewish wedding contract, and we saw each other for the first time as bride and groom.
The public ceremony is about to begin…
Bear’s brother and Emily
I am shaking, and repeating to myself, “Don’t trip, don’t trip…”
My dress is really big. I find it difficult to climb the steps, and Bear helps me:
It’s a really old synagogue, and it kinda looks like a church:
The ceremony begins. I suddenly feel very comfortable.
We spilled some wine, rather than drinking it, in recognition of the gay and lesbian people who still can’t legally get married.
We were wrapped in a tallis (a prayer shawl), and then we got to kiss
Bear breaks the glass, and is really proud of himself. This concludes the ceremony!
I am astoundingly happy (just like they say you will be at this moment):
These are some of my closest friends:
This is my grandmother (the other one looked equally beautiful, but was at the back of the room at the time)
We danced the hora.
Some amazing toasts….one from Bear’s mother
One from my brother Gabe, who knows exactly how to handle a challah
Bear’s father gave an incredibly funny toast
My brothers are both flutists. They played a piece composed for us by Gary Schocker, who taught them.
I performed a song I wrote for Bear
Everyone at the parents’ table seemed to like it. That’s Bear’s stepmother in red, and his stepfather in, well, another tux.
It was pretty much over. Bear is the sweetest man.
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Un-roast: Today I love the way I look in (almost all of) these photos.
P.S. Check out what color nailpolish I am wearing. (I’m such a rebel.)
New post at Un-schooled, about how nice it is to be weird from the start.