How many times have you been to a wedding and the bridesmaids were dressed like this?
But I guess that’s pretty normal attire for bridesmaids, isn’t it? Perhaps what you really need to see is their feet.
Now you really know you are at a Texas wedding!
Thought I’d put the gals and their feet back together again. A true Texas wedding, isn’t it?
And what if the Bride and her Father arrived like this?
I can honestly say this is the first wedding I’ve ever been to where the Bride arrived on horseback. Wearing cowboy boots. A first. And I’ve lived in Texas for 31 years.
My dear quilting buddy, Karen, was the Mother of the Bride. And I can’t believe I cut her feet off in this picture because she was wearing boots too! And you really need to see them. She looked fabulous! Send me a picture of your boots, Karen! Why in the world didn’t I take a picture of your feet??
This is Jackie, Sister of the Bride. Doesn’t she look great?
After they dismounted from the horses, proud Papa walked his beautiful daughter down the grassy aisle……
………to meet her Groom who was wearing his cowboy hat. And they stood in the shade of huge trees. And exchanged their vows and rings and were pronounced Husband and Wife.
And they mounted their horses and rode off into the sunset. Never to be seen again. OK – except for that last part. We did see them again. And we ate Texas barbecue and wedding cake. And the Bride danced with her Groom.
And the Bride danced with her Daddy. And everyone laughed and cried at Daddy’s toast to the newlyweds. It was a very touching moment!
This is the Bride’s Grandmother, Gloria. She comes with Karen to our JSS Bee days. And brings us cookies and banana pudding and other luscious treats. We love you, Gloria! And you looked fabulous at the wedding.
Quilting friends at the reception! Me, Karen and Sue. Sue and Karen are distantly related. By marriage really, but we call them cousins. But it’s really their hubbies who are cousins. Or rather their hubbies grandfathers’ uncles’ brothers on their mothers’ side four times removed and a partridge in a pear tree. I get very confused when I try to figure out the relationship. So I quit trying. It’s too complicated. Let’s just believe that Sue and Karen are cousins. It’s easier than trying to figure out the real relationship.
This picture is for Pam. To show the pretty table runners that she and Karen painstakingly serged for the table decorations. I think they made 563 of them. Or at least it felt like they made that many. Right, Pam? They were on all the tables where we dined. And they looked mahvelous.
This necklace attached to the ribbon that bound the bridal bouquet together has a fabulous story of being handed down from generation to generation. Please don’t ask me to remember the whole story. Ask Karen. She’d love to tell you all about it!
What a fabulous, happy couple! Aren’t they just the cutest?
And I leave you with a picture of the Mother and Father of the Bride dancing. And if you look really close…….
………. you can almost see Karen’s cowboy boots! Send a picture, Karen!
Only in Texas……
Barb
