In June of that year we were dancing away at my mother's wedding when my never~been~married~before~fiancee announced "I don't want to do this. Any of this" as he motioned around the room. A good friend of ours who was dancing nearby and overheard us suggested we elope.
"You guys love Maine...you're going there soon too aren't you? Just get married there!" she said.
The following day when we were a little more ahem, clearheaded...I asked him if he was really serious about no wedding.
It wasn't because I needed to have a traditional wedding, I was divorced and had had as traditional a wedding as a former punk could possibly have.
(Except I wore pink, had our son walk me down the aisle, celebrated with a brunch reception so I could catch an early evening flight to London!But stay tuned because I plan to share that one too!)
He was dead set against a big wedding, and liked the idea of getting married while we were up in Maine in September.
So I put the wheels in motion.
We had already rented a house in Hull's Cove on Mount Desert Island Maine.
I had a custom dress made in duchess satin in NYC from Serafina Silhouettes.
I bought him a suit and got my son some fancy duds too.
I built a relationship with the town clerk of Bar Harbor who agreed to marry us herself.
We decided it would be September 6th on Otter Cliff in Acadia National Park at sunset.
I obtained permits and started to seek out a photographer per word of mouth.
My husband asked his childhood best friend if he and his then girlfriend would come up from NYC to be our witnesses. They agreed and we invited them to stay the rest of the week with us to hang out.
I waited too long to look for shoes for myself and the only white ones I could find in late August/early September were awful ones that were a size too big!
But I didn't even care...the thought of this was too exhilirating!
I was marrying the man who had become my best friend, an amazing stepfather, and the love of my life.
Want to see for yourself???
Ah, yes...I wasn't a blonde back then...I had an awfully crooked tooth that has since been fixed...and if I do say so myself, I had some pretty diesel arms, huh?
Winding it all down at sunset on Otter Cliff.
After we were officially hitched, we ate at The Burning Tree at our officients recommendation and my husband still talks about how phenomenal that meal was today.
I have started to look for a rental for this summer up there.
I can't think of a better way to celebrate our 10th anniversary than to go back with our children!
*excuse the crappy pic quality, i have no patience to scan photographs, i just took pics of them with my iphone and an unsteady hand!*